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Her cheeks flushed as she caught her breath, and she rolled an eye toward Mireille, though she was too exhausted yet to properly register what she'd done. Cardio was definitely not for her, especially not when the chosen method of exercise brought her to the thin line between life or death. "Uhuh," Was all that she could manage, even when she should have been flattered to have been compared to her Grandmaman. She certainly didn't feel like Erzulie right now. She felt as though Erzulie would have cut through the waves like a knife, whereas she'd been tossed about like an empty bottle. 

She turned her head to hear Sobeille's voice, though, and finally seemed to catch up with the amount of oxygen her body needed. She sighed, to see the child obviously unharmed and seemingly unaffected by the peril she'd caused. That one was more like Erzulie. She gestured wordlessly toward the child and huffed, a wan smile pulling at the corner of her lips as she settled her head back onto the ground. 

When she opened her eyes again, her mother hovered over her, and it sounded as though she was being accused of having taken the child into the water, in spite of there being obvious signs from the beach that there was an undertow. "One wave," She gasped. "One wave, it took her. One wave- all it took," She said between breaths. She looked toward Astera, and her expression hardened slightly. The violet-eyed girl had been the one who had ignored the telltale signs of the riptide, though she was just a child herself. She was too tired to explain the entire story. She turned her head to Mireille, and exhaled. "I'm sorry."