Despite his reservations, Samir couldn't help but grin as the fight raged on. Every splash of water near them left him laughing, out of breath when he used Emery as a shield, but lobbed a well aimed balloon back for revenge. Emery knew him too well, knew that he needed this in his life. Just like he needed Emery. As the water balloons dwindled, he tossed his last to Emery, knowing the other boy could make a better shot. "You can do it. We win if we hit Madison again!" Bounding behind Emery again, his entire face was flushed with excitement, waiting for the game to be over. Honestly, it didn't matter how the fight ended, he just wanted to hug Emery when it was over. Victory hug or a loser's hug? He really couldn't wait.