Jacques's menace and combativeness fade as quickly as they'd appeared. to survive he had become used to going from passive to on the attack quickly, how else could he have survived without magic in this land. his muscles relax, he looks at Arded. "well that was odd... we just inspired a romance novel." he pats her on the back smiling. Jacques walked slowly back into the water, walking up to his waist he looked back at her over his sholder. "Coming my oh beautiful one?"