“Stop that! You are supposed to be a killer, not a flirting girl!” Zena seemed to think this was endlessly amusing, wondering why she couldn't be both. Iain was not amused, but did soak with her in the cool water for a time. When they both came up with shriveled fingers, Iain helped her out and they dried off, dressing in fresh clothes they had had the foresight to bring along that morning, and start back to the house. About midway there, though, Zena suggested the head for the woods and spend an afternoon together, and Iain happily obliged.

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