"People round here seem very reclused. I sometimes think they are scared. Maybe of friendship, lust, desire or are just very boring. I usually walk about, not worried about who or what I may see. Its how you make life more worthwhile."
Chantelle spoke with a soft yet dark voice, before going upright and treading water, running her fingers through her hair. He looked worked, a guy who wasn't frightened of much but she could sense the delicate part of him in his voice and eyes. He seemed fairly mysterious himself, a bit like her.