“Mm, yes. That was the idea. I tried to replicate it to the best of my abilities, but it still wasn't proper for anything I tried to house. It's suitable enough though, for swimming purposes for those that like that sort of thing.” Reis was watching, but Ezra had only shot the question back at him. He hadn't ever actually answered it, just inquired that it was deep before moving away from the pool.<br/><br/>“Ezra, no!” Reis shouted once he realized his intention, but it was too late. The young man displayed his agility with a sprint and dove straight into the crystal depths. Reis ran to the edge, but immediately backed up when he realized there wasn't a damn thing he was going to be able to do beside get himself into a bind. He was guessing Ezra hadn't realized how deep Reis really meant, and it was too much. The pressure at those depths might have crushed his lungs. Surely, he shouldn't have been able to hold his breath for as long as he did. Reis couldn't make him out beneath the water, and he started to run for the door, to shout for someone who might be able to retrieve the drowning Asha from the waters.<br/><br/>Reis heard a splash, and an intake of breath before he turned, realizing Ezra had surfaced. He came rushing back over to the pool, but still a good few feet from the edge. His movements were frantic as he motioned Ezra out of the water.<br/><br/>“Ezra, out,<i>out</i>!” he shouted, worry that he'd go back down and never come up again. “You didn't answer me! Most people cannot hold their breath as long as you just did! I though you were drowning.” And he couldn't have done anything about it if he was. Reis put a hand to his chest in an effort to calm himself down. The thought of swimming alone made his nauseous. The idea that Ezra's lungs were filling with his pool water, sinking him like a stone, made it worse.<br/><br/>“I can add more salt, yes. There's only enough now to add some buoyancy, but not much, and to keep the water from turning green,” Reis explained, then shook his head. “Of course you would. You're probably used to swimming. Silly me, for allowing you to give me a fright.” He was trying to shake of his nerves, realizing very much so that he'd overreacted. So much so that Ezra pulling himself out of the pool, dripping wet and nude, didn't serve as a distraction for him.<br/><br/>Ita had come running in. Reis had been shouting, but he was waving her off.<br/><br/>“It's nothing. I'm sorry I called for you. He was in the pool, and he wasn't coming up. I didn't no what to do,” he explained, and for her it was obvious why Reis didn't try to be a hero. In all the time she'd served Reis, she'd never seen him swim a single time. She didn't think he possessed the ability, and for many, there was no reason to teach their children. The surrounding water was much too cold for swimming.<br/><br/>“It's alright. I'm just glad.. all is well,” she said, he eyes sliding to Ezra. Her pale skin turned a pretty shade of pink and she excused herself, commenting about the work she needed to get back to.<br/><br/>Though Reis didn't use the pool for personal use, it was still stocked for swimming. This was as good an excuse as any to encourage Ezra to cover up and he walked over to pull a plush robe off the wall.<br/><br/>“You're going to learn that the estate gets cold, especially when you're wet, and running around naked,” Reis went on, holding the robe open for Ezra to slide his arms into. The fabric was soft, so he couldn't complain of it against his skin. Surely it was better than freezing.<br/><br/>“Let me show you to your room. Yhet likely has dinner ready for you by now,” he decided, motioning for Ezra to follow, and bring him upstairs, to the long hallway. He pointed to the very end.<br/><br/>“My bedroom is the very last door, in the master chambers.” Then he pointed to the right and opened the door, to a comfortably decorated little room. The bed was enough for two, with a closet and a chest at the foot of the bed. On the chest sat a plate of Tuloan food, lightly sauteed with minimal seasoning. He didn't know what specifically he could, and couldn't have.<br/><br/>“This will be your bedroom. It should be plenty suitable.” Many kept Asha confined to cages, or made them sleep in the floor.