Sadde knocks on Isabella's door at 7PM sharp.
"Hmm... Well, so far I only really have shapeshifting and self-healing... But what it feels like is sort of like moving a muscle, except it's not a real muscle? And it's a bit like... trying to do the splits, but with other parts of my body. And I have to try every day to do it properly, like doing the splits. But the analogy's not perfect, 'cause once you do the splits you still kinda have to hold it together and not move much, whereas this is more like doing the splits is the new way my body is and then returning to what it was before needs as much effort as before."
And here's the gym!
The changing room has individual curtained-off changing locations.
Sadde does not look at Isabella. She waits for her to do something.
"Go on," says Isabella, pointing at a curtained location. She goes into a different one with her gym bag.
Tap tap tap out to the pool.
Sadde does not—have goggles or tap tap tap. She beams at Isabella, and bites her lips. "You look very attractive, ma'am."
And then she sets her cane over by the kickboards and holds out her hand. "You're my cane between here and the edge of the pool."
Isabella comes up for air, the longer bits of her haircut clinging to her face, giggling. She kicks off the wall and makes for the far edge.
Sadde's apparent athleticism is entirely an artifact of years of shapeshifting. She actually can't swim very well, so she mostly waddles along inexpertly, chasing Isabella.
Isabella reaches the other wall and pops up. "Do you not know how to swim? You didn't say when I suggested swimming."
"I know enough to play around and get places, I can't exactly do competitive swimming," she shrugs.
"Swimming's the only time I get to be faster than anybody," laughs Isabella, and she zooms back in the other direction and pops up when she reaches Sadde. "I'm not even that good but still."
Sadde kinda follows! She lacks technique but once she's got going the artificial athleticism makes up for some of it. Not enough to keep up with Isabella, but.
Isabella knows the basics of several strokes and can hold her breath for a pretty long time. And grab Sadde's feet and yoink.
And Sadde eeps and giggles and tries to splash Isabella once she returns for breath.
Lots of splash! Sadde can also hold her breath for a while and attempt to yoink Isabella, mostly failing.