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She drew nearer, growing bolder by the minute. The girl debated joining him.

Be my guest, He encouraged. 

And she traversed the waters like a born natural. The water was still intolerably frigid though, which elicited a gasp from her and a soft chuckle from him at her expense. In a few steps, she met him there and gleamed with an innocuous sort of bliss.

He could see her closer now, and noticed her eyes; an adventurous shade of blue. The boy studies her face as she turns her gaze toward the ocean.

She was right. He did feel small amongst the tumultuous wake, amongst the endless, bottomless plane of seawater which loomed ahead. 

I can't feel anything. He jests, now squinting against the sun, which reflected brilliantly on the water. You're from the coast, I'm guessing.