[... Right. Of course she looks suspiciously like she's going to swim. He's quiet for a moment, furrowing his brow. He could either betray her trust by lying and saying he has to go for... some reason, or he can casually admit to the one person who knows his aversion to fire that he feels like a fire.
He swallows hard, before swimming forward just a few feet.]
I'd, uh, imagine.
You sure you should be out in this rain? It's probably not good for your health.
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He swallows hard, before swimming forward just a few feet.]
I'd, uh, imagine.
You sure you should be out in this rain? It's probably not good for your health.