Moe walked forward and sighed, shaking his head. 
"You're rather reckless, you know that?" He said with audible amusement. Walking forward he started pushing Ally on the swim, careful not to push him too high, if he pushed with all of his might he could probably get him to twist around the bars, despite his outward appearance he was actually rather strong, just, being a sage his body never changed, sometimes that was a good thing, he never gained weight (not that he ate anyway), but he also never got taller, and scars never healed. Wounds healed of course, but the scars would never fade. If you looked closely you could see many scars covering his entire body, they gleamed in the sunlight and seemed to almost shine, it was a constant source of anxiety for him, he had gotten in many fights with many people, and those scars would never go away, he knew where every scar came from, and what he had done to deserve it.