[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 fell silent, any other excuses he had been going to offer for Beatrix dying on his lips. He hadn’t been expecting the tone, and was even less sure about ho to deal with it. in the end he simply nodded, worrying his bottom lip between his teeth, and looked away from her. Peter followed her gaze out towards the water, staring at the distant basket as it bobbed in the water, and she explained what she had been doing. His head turned slightly as he followed the direction of the water, then even further as he looked down at Beatrix again. ”It’s getting lots of... lots of sun right now.” He pointed out, his tone making it clear he was going to continue. ”It can keep getting, or... catching all the sun, and then the water will make it move to edge when it’s done.” Peter literally pointed this time, his finger tracing in the direction of the current. ”You’ll get the basket back, just.. you gotta be patient.” There was no way for Peter to know if his words would go over well, but he could hope.