Never Trust the Rules

Bastien tipped his head at her response to the pond or the stream, it was sound logic and he had to admit the notion of the blood suckers might be rather fun. It wasn’t like he was going to spend much time in the pond, at least not as much time as Siora would. He accepted that he’d be teaching her, but he was only going to be hands on to a enough of a degree to make the teaching worthwhile.

It would make the most sense. It of course, was why it was my first thought. Because there was no way it was Siora’s choice that made him see the logic in the choice, no of course not, that would be silly.

Bastien laughed at her apology, the sound harsh and devoid of warmth. Oh, Siora, dear, you didn't worry me. You merely inconvenienced me. Let's not make that a habit, shall we? he replied, a threatening edge to his voice.