[ lance shrugs, glancing around. it's just them in the water... ]
Till they seem cleaner, I guess?
[ at that, he readjusts his hold on the red dragon, slowly walking further into the pond where it is deeper. he gets about waist-deep before the wriggling dragon gets too impatient, and splashes happily once lance lowers him into the water again. he keeps a steady hold around its upper body, just under its arms, which have begun to flail about in its instinctive (?) effort to swim.
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Till they seem cleaner, I guess?
[ at that, he readjusts his hold on the red dragon, slowly walking further into the pond where it is deeper. he gets about waist-deep before the wriggling dragon gets too impatient, and splashes happily once lance lowers him into the water again. he keeps a steady hold around its upper body, just under its arms, which have begun to flail about in its instinctive (?) effort to swim.
really, it's just thrashing around. ]