“We have to go back for him!” Amilie looked at the others incredulously. “Florence? Don’t you want to save your brother?”
“There is a fine line between want… and ability to achieve that want.” Florence replied quietly.
“Then, I’m going back alone.”
“And how do you suppose you’re going to get back on the boat?” Mathieu inquired.
“The captain has realized there has been a disturbance, and is anchoring. I intend on climbing that anchor, and saving him.” Defiantly, she lifted her chin, and swam towards the vessel.