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Evelyn crossed her arms as Luca moved his hands around in the water, squinting her eyes at Garrett when he came over to them and fighting the urge to go deeper and move away from Luca's side just to get her bare feet out of the mud. "You owe me." She muttered dryly to him under her breathe, quietly enough for Luca not to hear while he was distracted and only half kidding. She had really only come because he and Anthony seemed to want to, and she had no better ideas for how to introduce Luca to water without other people around.
"It's cool," Luca murmured, distracted by the difference between the warm sun and the not-quite-cold water, the way it moved around his hands. He usually took showers, not baths, so it had been a long time since he'd touched more than a bowl's worth of water. ". . . Rocks?"
He was absent minded, but trying to pay attention to what Anthony was saying, and Evelyn couldn't help the little twist in her stomach at the way he was always so interested in anything that was outside. It was just a reminder of how long he had lived secluded, rarely able to see much or do much. He was always looking for sensation or stimulation, and at the same time unused to and overwhelmed by too much of either. It was delicate balance, and Evelyn was grateful to Anthony for his ideas. Searching for things in the water where he could still see the bottom would keep her from having to worry about whether he could swim or not.
"It's cool," Luca murmured, distracted by the difference between the warm sun and the not-quite-cold water, the way it moved around his hands. He usually took showers, not baths, so it had been a long time since he'd touched more than a bowl's worth of water. ". . . Rocks?"
He was absent minded, but trying to pay attention to what Anthony was saying, and Evelyn couldn't help the little twist in her stomach at the way he was always so interested in anything that was outside. It was just a reminder of how long he had lived secluded, rarely able to see much or do much. He was always looking for sensation or stimulation, and at the same time unused to and overwhelmed by too much of either. It was delicate balance, and Evelyn was grateful to Anthony for his ideas. Searching for things in the water where he could still see the bottom would keep her from having to worry about whether he could swim or not.