Just a Check-up, The lake is so pretty today!

[Lieven]

Lieven was just taking a nice, relaxing stroll in the early hours of the day, hands in his pockets, whistling cheerily and walking casually on his shoeless feet. He hadn’t been out long when he decided he would pay Meer Livsk a visit, just to soak in the familiar, tranquil scenery and check if anyone was drowning in the water. He tended to do that from time to time, ever since he saved Evelien from the bottom of the lake all that time ago.
He approached the side of the lake happily, and gazed out over its still surface, wishing he had some company.

[Evelien]

Evelien sat at the edge of the lake, eating a fairy-bread sandwhich cheerfully. She did have quite the sweet tooth. She looked from the water ripples to the trees, and then to her house with a perfectly calm expression. That is, until it reached Lieven. She raised an eyebrow, and leaned back a little. "...Lieven?"

[Lieven]

Upon hearing his name called, Lieven perked up and turned his head this way and that, searching for the source. “Hello? Iemand zei mijn naam....”
When he spotted Evelien, he smiled widely and waved. “Evelien! Hoe aardig om u te zien!” he called, approaching her. “Ik verwachtte niet om u te zien hier, maar ik veronderstel het geluk het zo maakte.”
He stopped next to her, looking down at her and her sandwich. Mostly her sandwich. “Is dat fairy-brood?”

[[(Iemand zei mijn naam) Translation: Someone said my name
(Hoe aardig om u te zien) Translation: How nice to see you
(Ik verwachtte niet om u te zien hier, maar ik veronderstel het geluk het zo maakte.) Translation: I wasn’t expecting to see you here, but I suppose luck made it so]]

[Evelien]

Evelien rolled her eyes. Typical ecstatic Lieven, the same as she had always known him...And his stomach. "Ja, is dit fairy brood." She sighed, and took another bite of the rainbow-sprinkles-and-butter sandwhich she had prepared, then beckoned him over to the picnic rug with a hand sign. What was he doing here, anyway? Reminiscing?

"Zo, hoe zijn u? Langs enkel ophoudend?" She scooted over slightly, giving him room to sit down.

[[Ja, is dit fairy brood.
Translation: Yes, this is fairy bread.

Zo, hoe zijn u? Langs enkel ophoudend?
Translation: So, how are you? Just stopping by?]]

[Lieven]

Lieven gladly sat down next to Evelien on the picnic rug, leaning back a bit and with his arms supporting him from behind. He let out a relaxed sigh, looking at the scenery, and turned his head to look at Evelien. “Ik ben enkel schitterend!” he replied merrily. “Ja, enkel ophoudend door… Dit is een werkelijk mooie vlek, prachtig voor artistieke inspiratie. Zo, hoe zijn u? Enkel hier voor middagmaal?” He smiled, then looked once again at her fairy bread sandwich. “Hebben Ik veronderstel niet u any more van dat met u?”

[[( Ik ben enkel schitterend!)
Translation: I’m just splendid!
( Ja, enkel ophoudend door… Dit is een werkelijk mooie vlek, prachtig voor artistieke inspiratie. Zo, hoe zijn u? Enkel hier voor middagmaal?)
Translation: Yes, just stopping by... This is a really beautiful spot, wonderful for artistic inspiration. So, how are you? Just here for luncheon?
( Hebben Ik veronderstel niet u any more van dat met u?)
Translation: I don’t suppose you have any more of that with you?

[Evelien]

"Ja, heb ik meer..." Evelien sighed and took yet another bite, her multi-colour eyes gazing out over the lake before reaching into her picnic basket and bringing out another fairy-bread sandwich, which she handed to Lieven.

"En ik doe goed, veronderstel ik…" She stated rather lightly, leaning a cheek on her hand. She remembered the many times she'd been down to this lake, the time she was sucked into it, and how Lieven had rescued her. Things had changed since then.

[[Ja, heb ik meer...
Translation: Yea, I have more...

En ik doe goed, veronderstel ik…
Translation: And I'm pretty good, I suppose...]]