[The others hurry off, only too glad to avoid the hassle and potential liability issues; no doubt someone will tell the manager what happened, just in case. Maybe if he's lucky, he'll get tomorrow off because of this--lifeguarding really isn't in his job description anymore. But still, he'd had training, a long time ago, and he still remembers it; he's not at all surprised that Lea would get confused. Even for someone who's been in Atlantica before, being underwater in a body not built for it, while panicking and suffocating, and being disoriented and half-blinded from bubbles, jet streams, and the sting of chlorine.....
It takes a pretty practiced swimmer not to get confused and overwhelmed and freak out over it all. Somehow, Myde has a feeling Lea isn't one.
No need to check for breathing or clear out obstructions, when Lea seems to be doing that just fine on his own; as long as the coughing fit-turned-gigglefest doesn't make Lea roll back into the water, he'll obviously be fine. Seriously, what's up with this guy? He doesn't really remember Axel as being so inclined to laughter..... Larxene was the one who giggled, and that always spelled trouble. Xigbar laughed, too--and while that was generally far safer than Larxene's, it still tended to be at someone else's expense just as often as not. Hard to say if it's good or bad, in this case..... but he's hoping for the best. Hopefully it's just nerves. They can do that, now!
.....Okay, he can do that now. He's not so sure if Axel died or not. That puts his heart status as uncertain, at best--even if he'd always been positive that their hearts weren't really gone, not fully. No matter how many confusing speeches and big fancy words Xemnas used, even Demyx had always known one thing: he knew what feeling felt like. And what he'd felt had been feeling. Maybe it had felt different, yes, strange and unnatural, dim and distant and muted like hearing sounds underwater..... but even if it had been fragmented, something like a heart had been there.
Myde is still kneeling right beside Lea, bending over the hot tub to wring his hair out; he's not too concerned about being soaked, given how warm it is tonight, but he'd at least rather not have water constantly running into his eyes.]
No kidding. I'm not in this neighborhood, but I do live here, yeah.
[He can guess what 'here' means without asking, after all. Neighborhoods and cities don't mean a whole lot to people who world-hop for a living, after all. 'Here' is a pretty damned broad concept. But now that he's confirmed that he lives on this world..... well, that still doesn't mean he can be pinpointed so easily, right? .....Right? Maybe he should offer to grab Lea a towel and just..... disappear.....]
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It takes a pretty practiced swimmer not to get confused and overwhelmed and freak out over it all. Somehow, Myde has a feeling Lea isn't one.
No need to check for breathing or clear out obstructions, when Lea seems to be doing that just fine on his own; as long as the coughing fit-turned-gigglefest doesn't make Lea roll back into the water, he'll obviously be fine. Seriously, what's up with this guy? He doesn't really remember Axel as being so inclined to laughter..... Larxene was the one who giggled, and that always spelled trouble. Xigbar laughed, too--and while that was generally far safer than Larxene's, it still tended to be at someone else's expense just as often as not. Hard to say if it's good or bad, in this case..... but he's hoping for the best. Hopefully it's just nerves. They can do that, now!
.....Okay, he can do that now. He's not so sure if Axel died or not. That puts his heart status as uncertain, at best--even if he'd always been positive that their hearts weren't really gone, not fully. No matter how many confusing speeches and big fancy words Xemnas used, even Demyx had always known one thing: he knew what feeling felt like. And what he'd felt had been feeling. Maybe it had felt different, yes, strange and unnatural, dim and distant and muted like hearing sounds underwater..... but even if it had been fragmented, something like a heart had been there.
Myde is still kneeling right beside Lea, bending over the hot tub to wring his hair out; he's not too concerned about being soaked, given how warm it is tonight, but he'd at least rather not have water constantly running into his eyes.]
No kidding. I'm not in this neighborhood, but I do live here, yeah.
[He can guess what 'here' means without asking, after all. Neighborhoods and cities don't mean a whole lot to people who world-hop for a living, after all. 'Here' is a pretty damned broad concept. But now that he's confirmed that he lives on this world..... well, that still doesn't mean he can be pinpointed so easily, right? .....Right? Maybe he should offer to grab Lea a towel and just..... disappear.....]