"The lake I lived by as a child was frozen most of the time."

She hadn't actually meant to let that slip out, but nervous chatter seemed to help calm the worry knotting in her still-warm stomach, so she just focused on the fingers bracing her bare skin and let the words flow.

"So...so most of us there didn't know how to swim, because it was hard to practice safely. But sometimes people would fall through the ice. And then...then swimming didn't help much." She glanced up at him, dark eyes seeking dark eyes. "But it's...it's different in warm water, right? I really won't sink?"

Logically, she knew she wouldn't. But practically, a childish note of fear crept into her voice all the same.