"No, no. It's -- okay." The sound of his voice helps, and she takes a few long, deep breaths. This is only water. She bathes and drinks it every day. Listening to him, she tips her head back and begins to relax. Her shoulders melt, and her hips rise to the surface. The sensation leaves her a bit giddy and she laughs, the sound ringing in the high ceilings of the room.

"This feels so strange. It's like flying, almost."