"Sharks operate on instinct. Once you're in the water, you'll know what to do, trust me," Jango reassured her. He understood this was all new to her but he'd seen it enough times to know that she would be alright. He'd watched toddlers, barely able to walk, swim like they were born to it, gills and all. "Let what's inside of you take over," he said as he removed his shoes and pulled off his shirt. "I'll go in with you. I can't stay the whole time or your shark won't come but I'll stay until you're used to your gills."<br/><br/>He began wading into the water in his shorts, turning and holding out a hand to her. There was no way to prepare her, no pamphlet or reading material. It was spiritual and instinctual. It was part of them all. Truth be told, he didn't even need to be here. Nakiki wanted Kairi to be part of the tribe. Her shark would find her and she would know what to do. But if his presence gave her peace of mind, he would stay as long as she needed.