Roni nodded in agreement, kneeling down and hugging her reluctant child. "Sounds like a much safer idea, in all honesty."
Tilde squirmed again, to try and worm her away out of the mushy lovehugs. "Yeah yeah, whatever." she cringed, watching the weird polkadots on her friends's bikini slowly regain their detail and turn into little apples and oranges. "I'm still gonna kick your tailfin, saltwater or not!"
"Perhapse that's a conversation for annother day, dear..." the adult mused, wrapping her child in a clean towel and picking her up. "We should probobly be heading home."
Tilde stares blankly at her for a moment, eyes a little wide. "But I'm not done yet!!!" she exclaimed, sounding bitter towards the whole concept.