Understand

Turning his head to listen, he heard a full container of water. Whipping his head back to her, he offered a boyish smile. “Aye! No air!” Hearing its frustration, he rolled his eyes. “Don’t get ye’ rags in a twist polly,” Reaching out to the creature, he took hold of the canteen of water. Slowly he tilted the makeshift gadget filled with liquid satisfaction towards his mouth. Careful not to touch the top, he closed his eyes in enjoyment of the thirst he had gathered, finally quenched. Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, he gave a grunt of enjoyment. “Eeh-“ his throat created a deep sound on the back that sounded something in between clearing his throat, and a sigh. Offering it back, he nodded and smiled awkwardly.