At the sound of her scream, his smirk turned into wicked full smile, as he let himself enjoy the sound of her fear, considering her scream a prize of sorts, proof that he could knock her headstrong self into a state of terror. He threw his hand into a salute almost, similar to the hand sign many humans used when trying to tell someone to stop, and as he did, the rising of the currents came to a halt, leaving her suspended on a continuous flow about 5 feet above him. He let his wings hoist himself up to once more be above her, letting his emerald eyes take in the sight of her once more. He only skimmed over her curved figure this time, not allowing himself to get distracted by her assets. As he heard her groan, and attempt to speak, he recognized her weakened physical state was finally affecting her thinking, and as she uttered the word please, he let himself fly down to the point where he had been before, a good 5 feet below her, and he then dropped his arm and hand down to his side, and as he did, the waters below her gave out, and she fell down towards the ground in the lying position she had been in.

He did not look up at her as she fell, but only laid eyes on her as she fell down past him, and he only then let himself look at her frame briefly. His emerald eyes locked onto hers as she fell, and he waited, timing her falling speed in his mind. Suddenly his wings expanded, and he plunged down, spiralling after her, never letting his eyes leave hers, locking her into an ocular hold. Just as her body closed in towards the ground, one of his large arms encircled her at the waist, and with ease, he caught her with one arm. He hovered there, holding her, her body and his arm underneath her only about 6 inches from the ground. She lay in the crook of his inside of his arm, and he let his eyes leave hers, and take in the sight of this seemingly small human, at least in comparison to him in the form he was in.Her springy, long, curly hair was frozen in some places, and drenched in others. He noted it's length, and that it hung down and touched the ground beneath them. He took in her exhausted and frightened face, and then let his eyes follow down the side of her neck. He stopped himself there, and then let his eyes go right back to hers, and his voice rang out in her mind again. [s]It is time to go now, this game of cat and mouse is over. You are mine now, you have lost as you know within yourself you would. You are my possesion, belonging, spoils of our own little personal war. It is time to go now.[/s]