Totoka River wading through the fog

Spectra wasn't about to play a jeeper creeper on a kid when the surroundings were spooky and eerie, thus she kept a respectable distance and did not move any closer. Her ears flickered when she heard all his questions being fired at her with a pea shooter, either talk now or forever hold your breath. Her interest was mostly piqued by what he said last, apparently he hadn't learned how to swim just yet.

"We could hold a tea party -- sans the cookies -- and I could answer all your questions. Or.. --" Spectra said while holding her breath for a moment as she tried to build up a momentum of suspense. "I could help you teach how to swim." But do both, talk a lot and swim; definitely not an option.