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Floki listened while he paddled, though in the back of his mind he was also comparing the placid lake to the rough and unpredictable ocean. He had been raised on its shores, and while he didn't trust it, he respected it -- which was, perhaps, why one would never find him venturing too far into its depths. The lake, on the other hand, was gentle and unsurprising, and even allowed him to multitask.

Banner spoke of strained relations between her Alphas and he cast a sympathetic glance in her direction as he circled. He pulled with his forelegs, moving back towards her but still remaining in the deeper water. "That's a shame," he offered, although he hadn't any advice to give. Her description of the situation was vague, but it sounded like nothing he had ever experienced.

"I hope it gets resolved soon," he said with an apologetic shrug of his shoulders that nearly capsized him. His chin dunked briefly into the water and he overcorrected with a loud splash, floundering momentarily before righting himself sheepishly.