As Miri relaxes Jordan's head fall forward slightly, missing the expected of watching Miri's bountiful breast look as if they kept her afloat by themselves. When the blade dancer calls her Jordan looks up, for a moment confused and a bit drowsy, unaware by Miri Jordan had fallen asleep in the pool, maybe even her last phrase was even said asleep now that Miri recalled the drowsy whisper.<br/><br/>"What... " then she look upward and stands, her body dripping water and her breast bouncing slightly as she does "damn they are too high... maybe with more help...  lots of help... or the rope... the rope you took from me yesterday, we can plan something!" said Jordan excited but in low voice as she rushed for Miri hugging her and giving her a light kiss, one of her friendship kisses "we will get out of here, but now that we are here we need to find Olga, only then can we escape." said the young priestess before sitting besides Miri... "and what is all that about becoming too prune when in water, its part of the fun!" says Jordan stretching her sore and weary muscles, her mind trying to keep away both from the Arena's defeat and abuse and about the awkward moment with Miri and the rope.