Whitefish River Unvsiyv

This was not her village, he wanted to say, but bit his tongue.

He doubted it would be good form to possibly insult or emotionally prod her after she showed kindness. There was a commitment to at least try to be as kind as she seemed to be. Well, close, he supposed. He doubted he could reach her level.

You aren't good at competitions either,

So much for that kindness.

Still he heeded her words and tried his best to stay near her in the flow of the waters.

Typically you don't tell your competitor where to win.

His eyes drifted away from her to watch the shimmer of the water, hopeful that he might get some kind of sense on what to do next. As if instinct might kick in before her own did.