An audible clench of her teeth was all Claire offered as the other female stared her down, even if she wasn't looking up at her she could feel the girl's yellow eyes pierce through her skull and into her brain. She didn't feel like confronting the femalee or even arguing, she had merely asked a question to know if her fears were shared by others --which apparently they weren't.
Maybe that's because you've never felt life wrap its fingers around your neck, she said in her mind as the other scoffed to her question as if being afraid of drowing was the stupidest thing she had ever heard.The pain of not being able to breathe was far too real, and it was a possibility that coud capture even the best swimmers. Even if she had never had an expirinece like such while swimming, she had felt herself suffocate in land --the day she tried to prod her dead mother into waking up for example.
Even though she wouldn't dispose of her fear so easily, she listened to what the girl had to say. She had a point of course, if she lived with fear she wouldn't be really living; instead she'd be letting fear live in her. "It's still frightening to feel you could drown"she murmured as she watched the girl splash around happily.
The sea doesn't care for me either way, she thought quietly as followed the wave's movement with her eyes for a moment.
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