[ Mordred startles at the sudden thump as the bench beneath her shudders and her head snaps up to glance toward the source. those green eyes rise up to stare at her savior in disbelief as he moves to take a seat beside her and offers her an ice cold bottle. this is the part where a normal person would say thank you.... but Mordred is a little (a lot) more stubborn with expressing her gratitude. ]
...You sure are goin' through an awful lotta trouble for somebody you don't even know.
[ regardless, she reaches out with one hand to take the open bottle before lifting it to her lips. the blonde tilts her head back, chugging down the contents without stopping until she's drained the entire thing dry. a bit of excess water spills from the side of her mouth in the process and streams freely down her chin in her haste to finish it off. afterwords she hunches forward with a gasp for breath and wipes her mouth with the back of her hand.
the cold liquid felt amazing on her throat... so she holds out her hand and wordlessly gestures for another bottle. ]
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...You sure are goin' through an awful lotta trouble for somebody you don't even know.
[ regardless, she reaches out with one hand to take the open bottle before lifting it to her lips. the blonde tilts her head back, chugging down the contents without stopping until she's drained the entire thing dry. a bit of excess water spills from the side of her mouth in the process and streams freely down her chin in her haste to finish it off. afterwords she hunches forward with a gasp for breath and wipes her mouth with the back of her hand.
the cold liquid felt amazing on her throat... so she holds out her hand and wordlessly gestures for another bottle. ]