There were glistening streaks on Lisle's cheeks, but her eyes locked, trapped in that clear blue gaze.  She could drown in<em>that</em>as easily as in the Mediterranean.  She managed a tiny nod.  She had learned other things that she never thought she could - maybe with help, she could learn how to live with this.<br/><br/>Now her legs stirred a little more, as she attempted to discern the new mechanics of the altered limbs.  Her ankles didn't flex the same way.  Her toes felt like they should be strained, but they weren't.<br/><br/>"I don't think I can walk, much less swim," she said, and her eyes glittered more before she blinked the tears back.