swept away

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Sverre wasn't really the type to go saving others, but it wasn't entirely unlike him either. Strangers weren't usually something he cared about, but something changed today. Maybe just this once, or maybe forever, but it puzzled Sverre even though he didn't allow himself much time to think about it. Instead, he watched the splotched man like a hawk as if he was lying to him about how he was feeling. When he started to stand and wobbled, resorting to just a sit instead, Sverre was quick to stand though relaxed with a quiet breath of relief when he sat and was fine.

While Sverre was serious and strangely worried about the man, the near-drowned man seemed hardly phased by the event and rather happy. He supposed that he would also be quite ecstatic to be saved, but this was still strange. The worried expression was plastered across his face as the man explained the situation and introduced himself. "Sverre," he started plainly. "The water isn't always so forgiving. Be more careful next time." His expression and tone changed to stern as he continued, brows furrowing as spoke.


"Speech!"