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It took Glory a moment to figure out what Léan was saying, but she did.
"...How well can you keep a secret?" she asked Viktor. "Like, a secret you have to take with you to your grave?" |
"Ask my parents," Viktor joked, then shook his head. "I'm good at keeping secrets. I don't tell secrets."
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"If you tell, I will know, and I will skin you alive," Glory said. "This is serious."
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"Okay, okay...sheesh. I'm not gonna tell anybody," Viktor muttered, scratching absently at one of his arms.
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Glory studied him for a moment.
"Tell anyone, and I'll hit you with my car. One more dent won't matter," she said, stepping aside. |
Léan let the shark come out first, but he didn't come out afterwards. It seemed he was a little frightened, and needed some encouragement.
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Glory ignored the shark as she turned towards the tunnel. She knew what was wrong. Taking a breath, she ducked below the surface. She could barely see Léan in the back of the tunnel. She held out a hand to him, and hoped he would take it before she needed more air.
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Léan froze for a split second, and then he reached out and took her hand, holding onto it for dear life.
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'It's okay,' She traced on the back of his hand. She surfaced as slowly as she could, to give him time to adjust a bit more, but eventually she needed to break the surface for more air.
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Léan surfaced once she did, very plainly in sight now. He hid behind her, his shoulders up to his chin.
Viktor didn't say anything for a long moment. It seemed he was contemplating something. |
Glory held onto Léan's hand, giving him support. She didn't mind him staying behind her. She knew he was afraid, and she was doing what she could to help.
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"That answers one question, and raises a million more," Viktor said finally, scratching his head.
Léan said nothing. He held onto Glory's hand tightly. |
"Now you know why I was trying to get you to go the hell away," Glory pointed out. "And, you know, the massive suitcase and all that."
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"I was wary about the suitcase, but I didn't know you were carrying a stowaway," Viktor chuckled. He seemed...relaxed about it.
Léan still seemed wary, frightened. |
"It was Selena's bright idea," Glory protested. "Anyways, you have to take this secret to your grave."
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"I'm not gonna tell anyone," Viktor promised, sheepishly.
Léan rested his head on Glory's shoulder, seeming a little more relaxed, now. |
Glory let Léan rest his head on her shoulder. She was glad he was more relaxed.
"Come on, let's go sit in the shallows," she suggested. |
"I'm going back to catch more waves...ankle feels fine, now." Viktor watched the shark, which was swimming around them. "You plannin' on taking that shark home? I can get you a tank."
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"Good, that solves that problem," Glory said brightly. "I was going to ask about that."
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"All right-y, then..." Viktor looked between them--Léan was still silent.
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Glory noticed the look and sighed.
"If you're going to say something, then say it," she said. |
"I don't have much to say, but...how in the world do you two spend time together?" Viktor asked, mystified. He reached up and scratched his head--his hair was semi-damp from surfing, yet. "You can't breathe underwater, and he can. You know how to scuba-dive?"
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"No, actually," Glory replied. "I literally live on the beach. My grandmother bought the old cottage."
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Viktor chuckled. "It'd probably be in your best interest to learn, then. I can teach you. I'm taking everyone scuba-diving sometime this week, but I could teach you today or tomorrow, if you'd like."
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Glory didn't reply, glancing at Léan instead. If he didn't want her to go, she wouldn't.
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