You sit down by the edge of the Sully’s marui as you let your feet sway in the clear water. ”You do swim, do you not?”

You ask Neteyam as the sun hits your skin perfectly, making it clear to Neteyam that he’s fallen for you

“Oh I swim pretty girl- pr-pretty good, pretty good, sw- good, swim good, pretty good” His face flushes into a deep purple as he tries to shift his stance into a more comfortable position