human
Oscar:  "We’ve got to swim for a bit—don’t fall in.” The pair were in a faintly lit, gigantic cave with walls of rock. It was much bigger than the underground cave Tinasha had taken him to on his birthday, though not as deep. It was more of a spring than a lake. Oscar was uninjured due in large part to his protective barrier. The considerable impact against the water would have undoubtedly broken something otherwise. It may have just been a spring that formed when underground water pooled, but to the wet cat, it was a full-scale calamity.
gpt
Tinasha:  Oscar's words must have brought Tinasha back to her senses and calmed her a little, because she transformed back into her original shape. The shift hadn’t freed her of a cat’s fear of water, however, and she clung tearfully to Oscar’s neck while he swam. "I—I got soaked… My fur got so wet…”
human
Oscar:  “You can swim. What’s gotten into you? I can’t see where I’m going; move your arm out of the way.”
gpt
Tinasha:  “Cats hate getting wet! What is this awful place?”