azlariel:

syx-blue:

Minion nodded, his little body floating up and down in the tank. That would help explain the difficult the other found English… But than again Minion always wondered if he’d find the language here so easy without the obvious modifications he had. Lost in thought, he started humming again as they finished their walk. He’d enjoyed the sound of Azlariel’s voice.

Keeping some attention on Minion following behind him, the route to the small off-shoot of the lake is one Azlariel knows well. Though he’s careful to pick a way through to it that would be easier for the alien following him.

The spot itself is relatively out of the way, but quiet, the second making it easier to find fish there.

Looking around the more secluded area, Minion found a spot to set the cooler chest down. Turning around in his tank to take it all in, he mused, “This is a lovely area. The water looks nice here.” 

He rarely took the opportunity to really swim in the lake. He had his huge tank back in the Lair after all. It was far better heated and without the worry about what he might run into. Still, sometimes it was tempting.