Two Rivers Isle Care for dinner?

Legend is a friend.
The fondness for her Iseul holds in her gemstone gaze is obvious, though on first impression, Boone cannot really understand why. His thoughtfulness is broken by the clap of paws against water and the subsequent violent thrashing, but when he looks up, the strange girl is still, as if nothing had happened.
Sure, yeah, he totally didn't hear that.
You okay, miss? he drawls, a gesture of his chin in her direction. You don't know how to swim, do ya? But he does not say this tauntingly, instead with layers of concern, followed by a whistling chuckle. She seems daunted by him, a wideness to the smoke-wrapped irises of hers; although maybe that was just her face. But he decides to reassure her anyway. I won't hurt ya. A friend of Iseul is a friend of mine.