"Milo would be better suited to this," Audrey grumbled as she let her feet dangle into the water.
"He is studying the old machines," Kida answered as she swam closer. "Are you coming?" She rested a hand on the mechanic's blue jeaned knee.
"Can't you wait for him?"
"I do not know how long he shall be," the Atlantean whispered and leaned in closer. "But I wish to share it with someone, Audrey, and that someone is you."
"I'm flattered," she huffed before glancing down at the woman's hand. "Do you mind?"
"No," Kida breathed and reached out, cupping the other woman's cheek.
"Ah." Audrey looked down.
Why can't Milo do this?
A/N: Just a very small piece written in between final papers and exams. Inspired by the painting here: art/The-Lost-Encounter-154107590