Freya felt a shiver run up her spine and quickly turned to grab hold of Thorfinn, her arms wrapped around his waist, lightly brushing her fingers against his lower back. Then she just clung onto him, still holding her breath. She really wasn't a fighter and water made it hard to move and judge distances. She could, however, become a weight and just be annoying.
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momijizukamori
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Date: 2016-12-29 04:32 pm (UTC)She was good at that.