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Gabriel smiled back. "Yes, well, I thought a change from clothes folding was in order." That had just been entirely too boring. Giving a soft giggle, she swam around behind him and climbed onto his back. "Alright, if you are a dolphin then that means I can ride you, right? Swim, onward, Fishman!" she commanded, lifting one arm to point forward. Fortunately for Farellen she didn't weigh too much.

Gabriel placed her hands on his shoulders, and couldn't help but laugh at his question. "We just got in the water, silly!" she pointed out, bopping him playfully on the back of the head. "Food does sounds rather good though, so maybe we can eat some then come back in?" She rather enjoyed swimming and came to the lake quite frequently as a result.

Gabriel let go as Farellen rolled his shoulders, and floated patiently in the water behind him as he stopped to speak. "Oh, I dunno~" she said playfully. "It's still rather early, isn't it? I say we just make it up as we go along." She gave him one last splash before swimming back toward the shore to drip-dry. "So, remind me what we snagged from the kitchen again?"

The teen grinned at the proffered list. "You're good. I wasn't able to snag any meats, but I did manage to grab some cheese, bread, and fruit. I think we'll have ourselves quite the meal." Indeed, even as she spoke she began to feel more hungry than she had even realized she currently was. Gabriel grabbed a small drying cloth and began drying herself off enough so that she would at least not soak the blanket through. "Picnic time it is then."

"Does it matter?" she asked as she finished putting her tunic and pants back on. "I could probably go for some fruit though." Just as she sat down on the blanket, however, she began to here some chirping and trilling from not too far away. "Is that a... firelizard?" she asked slowly, straining to listen. Soon enough more of the little voices were beginning to join the fray. "Farellen, I think we might be near a nest!" she said excitedly, quickly grabbing up some meat and bread to carry with her. "Come on! let's check it out!" The two grabbed as much food as they could carry with them before running off in the direction of the noise.

By the time they found the nest, the last of the hatched firelizards had just disappeared Between. "Aw, we missed them," she said with a small pout, looking over the remains of the eggs. Some movement soon caught her eye though. "Oh! there are two eggs left!" Out of one of the eggs hatched a very small dark green female, with two feet that were a much lighter shade of green. She trilled questioningly at the sight of the two, her eyes whirling red with hungry. "Come here, little girl. I've got plenty of food here." The teen projected warm and welcoming thoughts (as she had always been told to do) as she held out a small piece of meat for the baby, and the firelizard all but gobbled it down. Gabriel continued to feed her while trying to be as nonthreatening as possible. "Farellen, why don't you check out that other egg. It might hatch soon too."

"Feed it, ya dimglow! Look how hungry the poor thing is!" she replied, referring to its eyes. "Plus I don't think atypical flits can survive in the wild. They run out of energy quickly just like their young dragon counterparts." By this point it seemed that the little green flit had successfully attached itself to her, but she certainly didn't appreciate the harsh tones from her clutchmate. The green had started her own chittering back which Gabriel quickly diverted with some more food and petting. "Hm... What to name you..." she mussed aloud, leaving Farellen to deal with the other flit.

"If you didn't 'want' him then you shouldn't have opened his egg in the first place," Gabriel pointed out, not at all phased by her friend's tone and glare. On the contrary, she was faintly amused by his reaction even. "Such a drama queen. Just think of it as practice for your future dragon," she said with a grin, petting her own flit who had likewise dozed off after being fed. "If you end up with an Atypical then you'll need to be used to the care they require. Besides, he's quite a cutie if you ask me." Indeed, the silver flit in the other teen's lap had very unique and striking markings on him. She was almost jealous... Almost. "Hm... I think I'm going to call her 'Mossy'." After all, the firelizard was dark green like moss, so why not?