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“Heh…” She was just amused. Especially as False admitted to doing his fair share of staying out of trouble and running. Sounded like another reaper she knew…

Hel glanced, catching the reaper out of the corner of her eyes. “Oh ya? Tell me, False, how would I be cruel if you think you match my type?”

“I will make a note to ask Remi next time I speak to him.” Hel replied.

As the reaper paused, Hel did was all, and turned slightly to get a better look at him. She smiled a bit, and then shook her head, laughing. “Ooooooh Jack.” She whistled. “I am not as lovely as you may think I am~” She turned back and kept going down the path…she stopped once she cleared the trees, and then swept her arm out towards the lake. “Here you are. A lake you can skinny dip without fear of professors.”

Hel rubbed the back of her neck, and idly rolled a shoulder. “…Heh…I suppose you are right. I mean…who am I to try to persuade your opinion when I am rather opinionated myself.” Hel blinked, rather surprised, actually, to see Sharpie at the water’s edge, checking it out. Didn’t cats usually…stay away from water…? Huh. Hel wandered over, hovering over the critter, and peered down to see if he left any ink trailing in the water when he touched it.

At False’s question, Hel looked up, and hummed for a moment before shrugging. “Eh, sure. Why not?” She kicked off her boots, throwing them into a patch of brown grass, and then started to pull off her stockings.

Hel was not skinny dipping today. Not that she was shy, because that was far from the truth…she just wasn’t going to give the reaper the satisfaction, that’s all. She pulled off her outer tunic, followed by her chain mail, and let that drop with a heavy thunk, followed by her three quarter sleeved shirt. She rolled her shoulders, and then reached back to idly rub one of her wing scars, now down to her tank top and bloomers, and glanced over at her company.

…Okay. She was looking. She could. Looking was free, and there was no one to bust her for it.

Her lips pulled up into a bit of a quirked smile, and she snorted. “Oh ya? Does that require you feeling me up to get me dry?” She didn’t wait for a response though, and waded into the water, where she then promptly kicked a wave of water in False’s direction.

“Ya. I do.” She replied, and snorted. “No. I will not be nice!” She watched as he waded in and then dove, and she kept an eye on the water.

The reaper wasn’t surprised when the boil popped back up, and instead she grinned as she planted her hand on his face, and pushed him back.

“Thank you kindly.” Hel replied lightly, smirking as she managed to push the reaper back down into the water. The ghoul’s smirk was wiped off her face though, as he popped back up and grabbed her, and she was about to throw him off until his hand skimmed along her back and he asked something. Well…it didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure this one out…if Hel connected her dots correctly. Sometimes she did.

Hel stilled, almost about to bust out of his arms, and cocked a brow as she looked up at him…and that meant craning her neck back a bit. “Ya. I am pretty terrible…and it depends. What do you wanna ask?”

The reaper wasn’t exactly sure she liked the way his fingers were trailing along her back…one, because they were something of sacred marks that were hers, two, she had just met the boil today…and three…though she technically wasn’t in a relationship…this seemed to be bordering something…weird.

“I had wings once. Like my sister, Freya, if you have seen that bird brain around.” Hel replied, a bit distracted. “A Hunter tore them off.”

Hel seemed to lighten up immediately, and she took to floating on her back once she was free, because why not.

“…Ah, I see. You poor b*****d.” She replied cheekily. “She is okay I suppose…she is engaged now…though not to the boil she was supposed to go to that dance with.” One hand came out of the water and made a swirling motion. “Her situation is complicated. I am not going to explain, so do not bother asking.” As they went back to Hunters, the ghoul shrugged her shoulders…though how much of that could be seen was debatable. “Eh…I had this happen to me when I was in a large group…so do not even dream of taking any on your own, pretty boil.” She shot a grin at him her mood not at all dampened by the subject. “Because Hunters are on a whole other level from what you may have dealt with back at home.”

Hel watched as Sharpie passed…and she couldn’t help but reach out and grab the cat’s tail, tugging on it playfully before letting him go.

“I do not dwell on it, friend.” She replied. “It is in the past. What has happened has happened, and I can only keep enjoying the present and keep an eye on the future!”