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Floating there like a corpulent porpoise, using her toes to reach for the edge of the pool and steady herself, Satsu expected to feel weightlessness. She didn't. Every movement made her pivot slightly, or roll, and she became even more aware of the horrible girth she had inherited.

As she surfaced, she caught sight of a small body and instinctively moved towards it - assuming it was one of her children - until she got a good look at Gucci, hearing his voice, and sucked in a breath so quickly that she began to choke on springwater.

After regaining what little composure was possible, Satsu was at an impasse. You startled me! She answered, glaring over the water's surface. Her face was warm and her throat felt raw.