[ There's something almost soothing about having someone else doing the worrying for him. He wafts his hands through the water every now and again to push himself back towards the shore when he feels he's going a bit too far but... ]

Maybe we can examine the trees more when the tide is down. They don't look any worse for wear, if this is a common thing.

[ Trust Makoto to come up with the interesting questions though. Why the intense change in the height of the tides... and how do the trees not drown every day? Why aren't they all gathered on the highest ground...?

... Mrrr. He tries rolling over on the floaty without wobbling it ridiculously. It's An Effort. ]

Maybe there are secrets. [ They're good at uncovering secrets and dragging them, kicking and screaming, into the light. ]