Triss blinked, looking over at Warden. Eyes up and on his face once more. As if she was slowly but surely forgetting to be shy around this wolf. “Oh, we’re net fishing” She said in a tone that said ‘now it all makes sense’ she raised a paw out of the water, pretended to bundle it up, and then ‘throw’ it over the surface. Her empty hand hovering there. “Think that’ll catch anything?” She was definitely teasing him.
“I uh… I don’t actually remember” She said, flushing a little at his question. Her paw falling back into the water with a splash. “There's all these people I’m supposed to know, they have a whole past with me, and right now I don’t remember any of it. It feels like I’m letting them down. What about Armada? I don’t know if I’ve ever heard of that pack. But what’s it like?” She asked, trying to change the subject back to things that could actually be talked about. There were only so many variations of ‘I don’t remember’ that she could give him.
