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[There's definitely a lot different from what she's used to, whether it be the size or the outfit or the overall demeanor, but one thing that is vaguely familiar is the expression of distrust, even though it's been years since it was first aimed at her and she hasn't seen it too often since. Following his gaze, she looks out at the river, then back. She kicks her toe against the ground a little awkwardly, though her voice makes it clear she's trying at humor.]

There's nothing wrong with the water.

[She's already waded around in it a little. Not too far, as she hasn't had a chance to officially hone her swimming skills yet, but enough to guarantee it is water.]