A Single Wish

Ash brimming with confidence... didn't spark me with a lot of confidence.

Out of simple pure curiosity, obviously, I asked her just how great the average Elf was when it came to swimming.

"As well as anybody else, I'd imagine," She mused, stretching both arms high into the air, causing my eyes to wander low ever so slightly. "We tend to stay mostly inland, in environments that only a sparse few would habitat, burrows, deserts even, as to avoid contact with foreign races, to reside anywhere  near lakes or ponds would only defeat the purpose, and as such, we …. are you still heeding my words, Master?"

"Hmm, hah?" She stopped stretching and coincidentally, that's when I also stopped staring. "Ah, as best I can, yes."

Ash, however, rose a dubious brow. "You were staring."

"Respectfully," I said to my defense. "As I always do."

"Always?" Her brow rose even higher. "Implying what, exactly, Master?"