Had this been happening anywhere near their home, cold and ice would have already taken them over. But in the safety and confines of this hot spring they were fine. Drenched now from head to toe, Noah didn't contain his laughter any longer. An eye-wrinkling smile consumed his face and he gripped at the growing stitch in his side as he laughed, and laughed, and laughed. It was as if all of the tension within him rolled off of his body with the droplets of water that dripped from his clothes. When Evie's voice rang out, he turned his head to her. Instantly his smile faded, though the glint in his eye did not leave. His hands rushed to his head and grasped either side, his eyes widening with sarcastic terror. "My hair!" Noah repeated, he kicked his voice up and octave and made sure it was filled with anguish and despair.
