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“Sorry about that, I didn’t know you couldn’t swim. Had I known I wouldn’t have done that to you. You OK?” Corum asked. He had been standing by Saras’ side since helping him out of the water, and Saras didn’t want to make a scene. He didn’t mind causing a ruckus normally, but he was happy back on shore and in all truth, didn’t feel like putting on a Drama just this minute. Maybe later, once he had dried off a bit.
“I’m ok,” Saras said, looking out at the pond and suddenly detesting the water. He had just been starting to get used to it, while he’d clung to Jeremy, and he had felt safe as long as he’d been toughing someone, but as soon as he had been left to his own floundering, he had panicked. He almost thought about feeling bad for ruining the game, except he was too concerned with himself to really dwell on that...
“By the way, Are you a male, or a female? The only reason I ask is cause I have no clue. Yorik over there thinks you’re a dude that looks like a lady, and I really can’t be sure. I mean you’re pretty, but like you’re not at the same time, but…..never mind.”
As Saras looked over at Corum, his usual explanation of being perfect was on his lips, when Corum continued and introduced himself properly, and began to talk about Barry and his staff Yorik… but he hardly heard that. He was obsessed with what Corum had said. It had kept him from answering immediatly, and for a moment, he had been shocked into silence
“Wait. What do you mean…” he asked. I mean you’re pretty, but like you’re not at the same time… “Are you saying that I’m NOT pretty?!”
Saras’ eyes grew wide with fear and he scrambled over to the edge of the water. He peered into the water, looking at his reflection which rippled lightly, distorting the shape and smoothness of his skin. It was true… Saras’ hair was tangled and half caked with sand and stuck to him. The clothes that Ravin had given him were wet and clinging to him and he looked awfully skinny under all that hair which was everywhere. The clothes themselves weren’t at all flattering and did nothing to show off his assets. He had thought he would be ok with this.. but he wasn't now. He saw that there was a tiredness around his eyes, and that they were a bit red from the crying he had done earlier. He did look considerably less pretty then he remembered. Saras touched his face lightly, watching his reflection. There were tears in his eyes at the thought of being some ugly monster. He drew his knees up and buried his face in them and cried. It didn't even matter anymore if it looked undignified to cry in front of someone. He was ugly!
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