[Wow, zero trust! Makima won't be reaching for her water gun anytime soon, alas, especially since it is slowly drifting over to the shallow end of the pool, while she remains standing near its middle.]
Perfect. See, that's not so hard.
[And with that, she sets her hat aside near her feet, then hops into the pool. As delicately as she can, yes, but she still splashes a little -- and on cue, as though they were waiting for her to go first, two of the larger dogs stand up, bark, and then jump into the pool, too. They break the surface moments later, utterly happy, and swim from one end to the next.
They don't splash Warren, at least. They don't even dive in close to him. Except for the little chihuahua, who hops in near the man, but is far too small to create much of a cannonball splash.
Makima pops up from beneath the water, red bangs clinging to the side of her face.]
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Perfect. See, that's not so hard.
[And with that, she sets her hat aside near her feet, then hops into the pool. As delicately as she can, yes, but she still splashes a little -- and on cue, as though they were waiting for her to go first, two of the larger dogs stand up, bark, and then jump into the pool, too. They break the surface moments later, utterly happy, and swim from one end to the next.
They don't splash Warren, at least. They don't even dive in close to him. Except for the little chihuahua, who hops in near the man, but is far too small to create much of a cannonball splash.
Makima pops up from beneath the water, red bangs clinging to the side of her face.]
The water feels nice! Not too cold, not too warm.