Further down in the water, Kassy sat beneath the waves in a meditative pose. She had dyed her white hair a brilliant auburn and was wearing a cute pastel blue bikini that left her movements unrestricted. The water was cool and clear and she could feel the busy lives in the current. She felt peaceful. It was perfect... almost. But there was still a weight on her chest.

It had been a long month. Her presence for Ja's shift and her naming of his third major alter had changed her life. Ro trusted her - and she guarded him with quiet care. Kilamanjaro needed her to be strong, and so she'd slowly built the sort of confidence that he showed her. His introduction to the rest of the team had been awkward, to say the least. She had taught the others the rules she knew - how to show their happiness to Ro without baring their teeth, how to approach him to not seem too weak. She'd apologized for her anger, and stepped up her therapy sessions.
 
Things were healing.

Still, something in her felt that words weren't enough to mend the rift. Words were just noise, without action to match.

For the way she'd hurt her family, something bigger had to be done. A surprised burst of bubbles escaped her lips as she suddenly knew exactly what. With a hearty splash, she burst to the surface and swam for the shore. With a wide grin, she strode up the beach, quite unaware of the lingering stares of strangers that followed. Admiration? Attraction? Who cared? Not Kassy. She only had eyes for one, and there he was. 

[color=orange]"Ro! Come help me hunt a fish!"[/color]