[SE][OPEN] Never Learned to Swim

Peter Terrified of what I'd be As a kid, from what I've seen Every single day, when people try And put the pieces back together Just to smash them down Peter stared in horror as the girl, the child, turned to look at him, and toppled into the water. Without thinking, he ran forward, stripping off the bulk of his clothing and kicking off his boots. Though admittedly, that decision was fueled more by a desire to keep his things dry rather than any sense. The second his feet touched water, Peter hesitated. Growing up in a desert had not given him many opportunities to learn to swim, and the oasis was deeper and faster than any water he’d seen before. But... he had to do something. He stepped back, conjuring a rope in his hands, and wrapped it around a stump, quick fingers tying a strong knot score he ran back into the water. It was cold, and more work than he expected, but somehow Peter made it to the centre, his head barely above the water. The rope was tat, wrapped around his arm and held tightly in his hand. Now all he could do is hope he could grab Beatrix.