Gobo chuckled, nodding. "Yeah, it's honestly more than I can figure out, too... But you know..." he began, kneeling beside Wembley to pull off his vest, in preparation of swimming. "I'm not surprised you have fun thinking about it. I mean, it is fun to think about, for one thing. But besides that, you always have fun imagining how things might happen."

He got back to his feet, thought for a moment... He'd seen Wembley's shiver, but if the water was cold, there was really one best way to get used to it, he felt. So Gobo took a few steps back then made a running leap and in he went.

It was chilly, yes, but he was still grinning when he bobbed his head back up to the surface.