She somewhat gracelessly pushes herself to her feet, and turns to slosh back onto shore. Once she's out of the sea, she bows and scoops her hair over one shoulder, wringing the water from it with her hands with a sort of miserable expression on her face. This is a nightmare.
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She somewhat gracelessly pushes herself to her feet, and turns to slosh back onto shore. Once she's out of the sea, she bows and scoops her hair over one shoulder, wringing the water from it with her hands with a sort of miserable expression on her face. This is a nightmare.