[b]Gideon, Andrej, Ajala (mentioned), Tree Gang[/b]

Gideon's stomach rumbled. All this talk of food was making him hungry. Perhaps there would be a good restaurant or cafe in Purgatory - there seemed to have been enough of them around when he had made his way through it, en route to the academy.

Raising his arms, he opened his palms wide and held them at shoulder-height. He made a downward pushing motion, and the water cascaded off him as if he was in a car wash. The naiad caught a brief glimpse of miniature rainbows flashing in the spray, and then it was gone, flowing through the grass at his feet. He was solid again.

Gideon turned to Andrej, brushing off the few remaining droplets of water from his arms.
"I would be honoured if I could accompany you and your friends around the town. Perhaps we can find a place that sells aquatic food - Ajala might want to join us." He paused to examine a small blemish on his jacket; "Maybe we cold go with everyone here? It would give us all a chance to get to know each other better."