"Ah, come on!" he called out, tilting his head aside. A frown appeared on his face. "What if I pick you up and carry you into the water?" And with that, he started swimming like a tiger back to the shore. His figure appeared above the water again, streams of water running down his muscles.<br/><br/>"Not like there's too much of a choice!" he joked, squatting on the other side of the motorbike, and crossing his arms on its seat, only a few inches away from Abigail. "I could... I guess you can, too! Do you want me to pick you up and hold you above the water? Or throw you in? My sister used to ask me to do that to her. I can toss you good two meters away from the shore, if you want." He winked at her, and put his chin down on his crossed arms, still hidden beneath gloves.