Sabine gave her opinion after Peiter did, "I think I prefer it when we are like this, instead of beast form. It is more gentle." Feeling a strain in her neck from keeping hear head above Peiter's, Sabine lowered her cheek onto his shoulder, "I do not think the cuts will be a problem. If they do not heal before we return, we can say we both ran into a thorn bush," Sabine giggled as she recalled that memory.

As for what to do next, Peiter's ministrations gave a suggestion. Sabine gave him an amused smile, "I can see what [i]you[/i] want to do." She brought her hands to his to hold them away for a moment while she stared at him, speaking more seriously, "I have a magic lesson with Meesei later. Let us not take too long, okay?"

Once the water settled from Tzirret's entrance into the river, he raised his head and shook some of the water off, looking for where Ma'tanza might have surfaced from her dive. The water still rippled with their passing, but she seemed to just disappear. As easily as she did, however, Tzirret saw a light tan shape appear under the water. A fraction of a second later, there was a splash and the tan shape had collided with him, toppling him back under. Even through the surprise of the moment, Tzirret felt some deja vu.

While under the water, Tzirret was so shocked that he did not put up any resistance for a few seconds. He simply opened his eyes and saw the blurry shape of Ma'tanza's werelion form pinning him. He would have started laughing had he not needed to hold his breath. Unlike last the time he was in this situation, Tzirret's beast form lent him the strength to roll Ma'tanza off to one side, lifting himself out from her grapple. Of course, many things could happen in the moment that followed, but he intended to try and get back on his feet and wait until she tried something else. He wanted to dodge her once and then wrestle her in the water on equal footing instead of by surprise.