“Just hand me that towel, will you?”
“What, a Selkin afraid of water?” Merryn splashed her cousin across his sleek back.
Cei held up both hands. Clambering from the lukewarm pool, he scooped up a lilac towel. Drying himself vigorously, he hummed a tune under his breath.
Merryn swam a lap and then floated lazily. Her eyes drifted shut. This wasn't the sea, but it would do. She let her thoughts have free rein. They took her beyond the atmosphere, into tranquil space. A sigh welled up from somewhere in her.
"Hey Merr, these gentlemen would like to use the pool." Her cousin's voice roused her- had she really fallen asleep?
"I'm not taking up much room." She swam to the side of the pool, peering up at the newcomers. They all looked fit and handsome, except for one who hung his head. He had a towel draped over his skinny shoulders, the ends trailing down his back.
For whatever reason, her heart went out to him. She lifted herself clear of the water, getting a startled reaction from the five teens. Fixing her eyes directly on the oddball, she nodded.
"I think she wants to tell you something, Luca." One of the boys smirked and made a rude noise.
Merryn held back a snort of disgust. "Yes, I do have something to say. If those young men aren't your friends, do don't have to follow them all the time."
Luca seemed astonished. He pointed to himself, then gestured at his companions.
His finger ended up halfway between himself and Merryn.
Perhaps he's one of those people who only talk through signs. She bobbed her head, then beckoned him towards the folding chairs against one wall. The four thought this was hilarious; they aped her movements and nudged each other.
With what might be a smile, Luca plonked himself down. His eyes, an unusual shade of green, twinkled.
Cei faced the four, unsmiling. "The pool's free, gentlemen."
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