She broke the surface beside him silently and gracefully, hair slicked back from her face and a smile on her lips, kicking to keep herself afloat as she ducked him under. The wrestling was gently enough that he could deflect her if he wanted, but Andy doubted Booker would. It was all in good fun.

"Come get me," she laughed before slipping away, aiming to chase him, or failing that make him chaseher.