Navia agreed to push on with teaching Théadan how to swim, but first she decided to set him some ground rules, likely to keep himself from ending up out of control under water again. She got no complaints from him, he had no desire to soon repeat what had happened moments earlier. He would have to keep his feet on the floor for the first part of his swimming education, at least until he felt more confident and comfortable in the water. She pressed a sweet pair of kisses to his lips making a grin form on them before telling him it was the arms they would practice first, adding leg movements later. It made sense to Théadan to do it that way, he could see in what he had seen of Navia's swimming that the arms were a big part of keeping the head above water, making it best to learn that part of swimming first.<br/><br/>Their arms separated from one another as she made a little space between them, explaining the style of swimming she was teaching him was the first one she had been taught, and so it was what she was best at. Navia explained how it was supposed to be done, before demonstrating it for him too; hands together, pushed outwards like an arrow, before making a wide graceful arc either side of her. It looked simple enough, but then so had floating, he had to be cautious not to expect anything to go easily in water, it seemed to be a far more punishing environment than land. She explained he was to be face down in the water as he did, raising his head to breathe only when his hands met back at his chest, and reminding him to keep his fingers together.<br/><br/>Navia came to stand beside him, explaining he could bend and practice here, using his arms to pull himself through the water. She then demonstrated next to him, and with the water so clear, he could see what Navia meant as she put the motions into practice, her face down in the water, arms surging forward, before drawing downwards in wide arcs. He mimicked her movements out of the water as she did them, trying to make sure he was doing them in the exact same manner, even taking a breath and holding at the same moments as she did. After a couple more times of this, Navia pushed off from the sea floor, and allowed her hands to pull her through the sea, legs trailing behind her. It looked so effortless to her, Théadan doubted he would be able to replicate it so easily. She stopped a couple metres ahead of him to watch how he did.<br/><br/>Théadan gave her a small nod. "Okay." He murmured, partly too himself, and partly to her. "I think I got it." He kept the rhythm of movements going in his arms, not willing to stop for fear of messing up the bit of coordination it took between his hands. "Hands together, thrust forward, part and make an arc, hands come back together, breathe." He muttered, before taking a breath and forcing his head into the water as his arms thrust themselves forward through it, before dragging back in an arc towards his chest. He felt the resistance of water in his hands, felt some escaping through gaps between his fingers he had not realised were there, and quickly sought to adjust them to cut off that escape. As his arms came back to his chest, he lifted his head took a deep breath, and pressed his face back into the water before repeating the motion.<br/><br/>It felt easy enough. There was no desperate need to breath that he wasn't in control of, and his arms weren't flailing around. With his feet under him Théadan felt perfectly safe, he just felt himself pull forward a little every time his arms were drawn back through the water, but his legs kept him grounded and in position. After a minute of doing this, without incident or fear, Théadan's eyes focused on Navia during one of the breaths he took, and decided she would be his target. If he could pull himself through the water with his arms until he reached her, that would be a success. With that thought, Théadan pushed himself off the sea floor, and used his arms to try and pull himself towards Navia. First thing he realised was it was a lot more difficult to get his head up above water without his legs below him for support, resulting in only a brief gasp of air in the first stroke. Second he realised it was a lot more difficult to remain coordinated when his mind was preoccupied with wanting to get a bigger breath than the one he had just taken. But his feet briefly brushed along the floor to help him get that breath back on the next stroke, and he continued on his way, trying to pull himself through the water as hard as he could towards Navia.<br/><br/>It felt like it took a fair bit longer to reach her than it had taken her to get to where she was, but eventually Théadan did feel his fingertips brush along Navia's skin, for him to wrap his hands around her waist, and guide himself back to standing, looking on her with a grin as the water ran off of him. "How-How was that?" He gasped between breaths, trying to get it back under control from the far deeper and spaced out breaths he had been taking. "Did it look anything like how it's supposed to be?"