Well. To that, Reira just frowns. "....There's more chances of that not happening," she protests with a grumble, staring at the other. Good thing they're both there to swim, apparently, or that would get kinda uncomfortable after he got out of the lake- no one likes wet cargo pants.

"...I don't like being hit by things," she replies. "...But I'm not strong enough to just fight things. ...So if I'm attacked, it's easier to just run away, in a way you can't be followed, or hit."