"Where did you learn to swim?" Alek asks, treading water.
Deryn grins, and he knows he won't get a real answer. Indeed - "Glasgow," is all she says.
"I suppose some sort of fabricated duck taught you."
She laughs. Makes a quack noise that sounds nothing like a duck. Disappears beneath the water.
He turns around in place, looking for her. It's a while before she pops up again; he feels slightly relieved.
"My ma taught me, ninny," she says. "Where did you?"
"Konopischt."
"Bless you!"
He gives her a dark look; she grins; he splashes her; she kisses him.
