[ Yona had felt him coming, even if she hadn't heard him while being lost deeply in her thoughts, so at the very least, his voice ringing out of the darkness behind her wasn't as much of a surprise as it would have been otherwise. Instead, she just sinks down a little lower in the water, glancing over her shoulder at him.
The movement submerges the angry patch of Blight on her pale skin a little more but still doesn't succeed in hiding it from his eyes entirely from where it's spread back around her arm and up along her shoulder. ]
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The movement submerges the angry patch of Blight on her pale skin a little more but still doesn't succeed in hiding it from his eyes entirely from where it's spread back around her arm and up along her shoulder. ]
I don't think it's meant to look pretty.