rose: hey cyan..
Cyan: Oh...good your memories are back...
rose: mhm...
Cyan: ...
she gets up
Rose: I feel different..
Cyan: ...different...how...?
rose: I wanna swim...
She grips onto cyan, nuzzling his chest
Cyan: Ah-um-are you...having withdrawals...? Like-dizziness...and nausea...?
rose: nahh..
Cyan: alright-we need to keep you far, far away from the water...
