For the first time in these long weeks, Hadyn thought, he could believe Elisha when he said that. In part it was because the mood was slowly coming to the end of its course, like an ebbing tide. Reaching out with his left arm, he reached out to touch the King of Clubs' hand.

"Alright then," he said, bringing that hand to his lips before he could stop a smile from blossoming across his lips against his will. "So long as we are in agreement that you are an idiot." He pulled a little at Elisha's hand, dipping his right shoulder a little lower in the water.

"You know, you could just get in. And then...maybe we could discuss what the future holds for us." He suggested, looking back at Elisha. "We should, you know, talk about it. Before...we let this uncertainty get too far out of our hands. Because, I think, I want this. I really want this."