Luke had nearly forgotten his purpose in being there, he was enjoying being carefree for a moment. Was this what Leila felt like all the time? Running free, not worrying about what she was doing? It had been months since he had shifted, and only then because Leila had pushed him to do so and he hadn't even really enjoyed it then. Perhaps his sister wasn't as crazy as he thought. He watched Myriam, she had found something and he swam towards her, trying to get a better look. A stone head? Perhaps from a statue, but how had it ended up here?

He returned to the surface, taking in the air he still required. Was there anything more hidden below? He didn't think so, the pond was only so big and with the to of them searching they should have found what remained. Yet he didn't want it to be over... Perhaps there was another pond? Myriam seemed more open today, more at home here in the water, which wasn't surprising, considering what she was. He had searched in the library for more information but there wasn't much, a small blurb in a book about gorgons that mentioned they could come in other forms, but all seemed to be able to turn things to stone. Did Myriam do that? Perhaps one day he would be able to ask, to find out more, but their friendship, if that is what this was, was far too new for that.

Not wanting to return back to land just yet, Luke rolled onto his back, floating in the pond. He had forgotten how weird it could feel to be in another form, his body seemed to know how to control itself, even if his mind wasn't sure. He only wished he could still talk while in this form, could communicate with Myriam.