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Cecilia was able to catch James' faint grunts and a word or two, unclear on what could be the matter. She knew Neric was "in his head" in a manner of speaking, but that was only one possibility, however likely. "James?... Is something wrong?" she eventually asked after thinking about it further, a concerned face as she picked a life jacket her size and fitted her arms through it. "It's okay if you don't want to tell me, but... well, you seemed bothered by something back there," she said, fastening each latch on the front of her jacket one at a time. For a few seconds, she imagined a scenario where this jacket would be most useful, one involving raging rapids. The more she thought of it, the more anxious she would get. She hoped they could start soon, preferably before she psychs herself out.