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She moved towards him, unfazed by the water he had splashed in her direction, and briefly embraced him. Elwood leaned into her touch, closing his eyes momentarily. His lids opened once more when Finley separated and stepped away, her movements slowed by the thickness of the water.

He followed her, moving in her wake and letting the cool liquid lap against his legs. One ear flicked as she voiced a question, and he answered promptly. "Of course," he replied, changing his course and moving into slightly deeper water. "I can't decide what I like better, though -- the ice rink, or the swimming pool," he added truthfully. The place had an ethereal appearance when it was frozen over, but it was calming and relaxing in the summer. Each season had its benefits.