Shell

A fighter... was he really? Jared's cheeks gain just a bit more color as he gives Grace a sheepish sort of grin. "That wouldn't be so bad. Even a black sheep's gotta fight for something, right?" 

It was a somewhat encouraging thought. And even that was better than nothing at this point. Maybe Grace was right. Maybe he could ask some different questions of his mother and brother. Questions that might not be so sensitive. Simple things. Jared really didn't have a whole lot of hope when it came to his memory, but it would be nice to know a few more things. He knew he would be in the hospital for a while yet, but he'd like it if he at least had something to go on when he was finally released. 

"So, um... how often do we do this stuff with my legs and all that?" 

"Eh... falling off isn't so bad." Dylan shrugs. "Sparky always makes me get right back on again. He says if a rider doesn't, it'll just make it all the harder to get back on later. I figure he's right. Although I'm probably just more stubborn than anything and don't want Sharpshooter to think he beat me." 

His finger draws little designs in the sweat of his water glass. He hadn't talked this much since... well, it had been a while. It was better than just sitting in awkward silence though.

Eric's one eyebrow arcs and he grins back at Stacy. "Ah...so now I actually know your age for sure. I should have tried that method sooner. Although I must say, it ain't fair that you've got everybody's files. It means I don't got any secrets, and that is definitely not to my advantage." 

Leaning back in his chair, his grin becomes a full smile, his eyes twinkling. "I'll have to think up some new stuff just so I can say there's something you don't know about me."

Hunter can't help but laugh at Katie and he shakes his head. "First I'm a stick in the mud, and now I'm scared. Within five minutes, you have totally destroyed my entire reputation - you do realize this, don't you?" 

Smirking at her, he finally takes a step into the water so it comes up to his ankles. Swishing around a little bit, he stops short, his eyes going wide. "It may not bite, but I swear I just felt a nibble on my toe."

Pausing again, he furrows his brow. "Oh, wait... no... my bad." Lifting his foot out of the water, he had picked up a seashell with his toes. Remaining balanced on one leg, he lifts his dripping foot towards Katie. "Here have a shell," he teases.