She can't help the series of thoughts that pass through her mind all at once, driving deep into memories, into speculation, into the spread of her imagination that's grown so quickly over the past few years, with all that she's seen and done. Thoughts that quickly wonder if invincibility would cover something like a lack of oxygen. She's tempted to think that it would, a chill passing through her at the memory of waking up on an autopsy table, unsure what to do, or whether to say anything at all. But how it would feel? That's beyond her.
Maybe that's what sends her imagination firing even more.
"I think I've heard of some of the stuff that can go wrong if you try to come up too quickly, anyway, like... bubbles forming in your bloodstream, or something. Does that happen?" Claire asks, quirking a brow. "I never know if it's just some old wives' tale my mom used to keep me away from the water."
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Date: 2011-11-10 09:47 am (UTC)Maybe that's what sends her imagination firing even more.
"I think I've heard of some of the stuff that can go wrong if you try to come up too quickly, anyway, like... bubbles forming in your bloodstream, or something. Does that happen?" Claire asks, quirking a brow. "I never know if it's just some old wives' tale my mom used to keep me away from the water."