Adrien finally sat up and went crisscross, letting the water run past him and around his body. It felt nice... calming. But he still couldn't shake the thought of those poor horses...

Frynn finally glanced around, surprise crossing her face when she saw Adrien upstream. Her fire quickly got snuffed out, disappearing as she lost concentration. Hesitating on whether to go over or not, she decided it was good enough knowing he was okay- and with how she guessed he thought, he didn't want to be near her constantly either. She waded closer to the bank and sat, pulling her knees up to her chest again self consciously to stare at the water.

Adrien sat in relaxed silence, although it really wasn't relaxed. He was annoyed at himself, and stressed. As well as panicked. With a hint of pain, which was just always there...