Then stop me before we get to it, I can't swim. I hadn't planned on dying again so soon.

[It's a joke, if a bad one, but one that's said so offhand it's probably clear she doesn't actually think it's going to hit wrong. She's too busy being absolutely enthralled by the feeling of the water pushing and pulling her body, gentle but not entirely unlike the Force when she allowed herself to fall deeply into a meditative state.

Gentle and there, moving through and with her. As she sweeps her hand through the water to test the drag of it on her limbs she decides quickly that she does in fact like this whole swimming thing, even if she isn't actually doing it and her feet are still planted firmly on the ground.

Despite the grim thing she's just said, she looks very happy.]

Will this stay like this for long? I'd be sad to see it go.