Wiping the seawater from his eyes, and spitting our the salty taste swallowing it had left behind, Théadan brought his breathing back under control, and better grasped his surroundings once more. Navia was close by looking very confused, she did not look so very certain what the problem was that was causing him to sink rather than float. Her initial suggestion that he may not have relaxed enough, caused him to pout, grumpily mumbling, "I was relaxing." That was as close to relaxed as he could really get in water without his legs touching the ground, and it certainly seemed to have worked for a few seconds at least, but then it was though the world suddenly remembered he was supposed to drop if his feet were not on the ground.<br/><br/>Théadan took solace in his positioning having been correct, Navia was quick to assure him of that, but she continued to stress the need for him to stay relaxed, suggesting they try once more with her placing her hand under his back to try and help him. It seemed like a good plan, perhaps by feeling where his body was trying to sink, she might be able to better sense why he was unable to float. Warily, Théadan did as Navia suggested, once more leaning back into the water, spreading his arms out, relaxing as best he could while maintaining a steady breathing rhythm. Her arm under his back gave him reassurance that he wasn't about to sink once more, and he did as she suggested, stretching his legs out and apart, his toes poking out of the water.<br/><br/>Again Navia urged him to relax, he gave a nod while feeling a little precarious in his position, and suddenly the assurance of her hand at his back was gone, causing him to take in a sharp intake of breath, expecting to suddenly sink as if Navia had dropped a rock into the sea. That was not the case however, he floated - or at least he mostly floated. This time instead of his entire body slowly sinking beneath the depths, he was aware of only his toes slipping slowly beneath the surface. He tried to relax his legs and feet more, which seemed to be a bit of a quandary. How could you put more effort into relaxing? His toes wiggled, he fought the urge to move his legs, but before he knew it, his feet were touching stand, and he was almost standing, having to wave his arms behind him to keep from drifting backwards.<br/><br/>"My legs don't seem to be very buoyant." He mumbled confused, again looking to Navia for answers for why he could not do what seemed to be such a simple thing to her. "Are you sure it isn't Khluri magic that lets you float?" He asked trying to make light of it at least. This was an improvement though, he didn't entirely sink, from the waist up, his body had been quite happy to float, only his legs seemed unable to do. Hoping more progress would be made if he simply tried again, Théadan leaned back once more, took a deep breath, and tried to relax himself once more as his feet left the sand with a push, and his toes reemerged at the surface of the water. Again they began to sink however, much to Théadan's annoyance, so this time he tried to counter it, raising his hips, and leaning further back, tilting his head right back. His feet reemerged out of the water to a victorious grin from him. Only now the balance had shifted, and rather than continue to lay on his back, this time his shoulders disappeared beneath the water, quickly followed by his head, much to Théadan's alarm, as immediate panic set in as water rushed up his nose making it burn. His arms flailed to try and get him back to the surface, and he brought up his legs to try and do something - anything with them, but all he felt was air on his legs as they reached for the sky, and the sensation of his back falling as he rolled backwards in the water, his hands scrabbling through the sand at the bottom in desperation to right himself.