Quinn cocked her head as she started walking again, her eye straying for just a second back to the cup in her hand. 

That was how water was supposed to look? 

That couldn't be right. Right? Every drop she'd ever drunk had always had a dark tint. Nothing major, but it had always been there. She'd seen water that looked kind of clear online before, but she always thought that it was just far away or indistinct so she couldn't see it clearly. And as much as she resolved to not look at it, she couldn't help it as they walked along. This was weird. Maybe it was just normal to Besca? She wondered if it would be strange to ask her friends.

The people they passed were staring at her. That gave her pause too. Was she so weird looking? Maybe it was the eyepatch, or the hair? Or maybe they could tell that she wasn't supposed to be out here. Or maybe not. Maybe she [i]was[/i] just that weird looking. So she looked out at them and gave as bright a smile as she could muster.

Before she could really refocus her attention, she heard a voice call out from up ahead: "[color=skyblue]Besca![/color]" 

She snapped her focus back forward and saw a pair of girls running at them. Or, one girl and one woman? One of them looked like a grown-up for sure. Something about the shorter one looked very familiar, but she couldn't quite place—

She looked up at Besca as she accelerated. She was friends with Dahlia—um...Saint something?

"[color=FFE63D]Cool,[/color]" she breathed.

Besca and Dahlia talked for a bit, before she was motioned forward, laughing at Besca's introduction and waving with the hand that wasn't still holding the water. "[color=FFE63D]Hi! I'm Quinn! Nice to meet you too, Dahlia! And you too, Safie![/color]"

They [i]were[/i] just as nice as Besca.

She really liked the taller one with the purple eyes, too. Safie, right? She stroked her braid proudly and made to respond before Besca stepped in. She was put out a little, but that faded quickly as Besca turned back to her, asking if she still wanted to go on the boat. Um, hello? Was that even a question?

She smiled hugely. "[color=FFE63D]Are you kidding? This is the best thing ever! And,[/color]" she turned to Safie as she started moving, "[color=FFE63D]I love your hair too! It looks so good with your eyes![/color]"

With that said, she trotted down to the side of the boat as it bobbed on the water, rolling her head with a satisfied sigh. So she just stepped down? It looked hard, and she really didn't want to spill the clear water. So she placed it gently down by the end of the dock, hopped off, and...

"[color=FFE63D]Oof![/color]"

...Ungracefully faceplanted into the bench on the other side as the boat rocked under her. It was as hard as it looked.

Her head popped up. Then she righted herself on the bench she'd collided with, almost tipped over again, and laughed the whole way through. The way the boat moved under her was really fun. It was like—well, she didn't really have an experience to liken it to. But it was [i]really fun![/i]

Being outside was [i]great.[/i]