“What were you doing in the water? Were you trying to kill yourself?” he asked with widened eyes.
He did mention just now that I couldn't swim.
Could it be…?
“Bradon, you don’t happen to really think that I can’t swim, do you?” I asked as I narrowed my eyes suspiciously at him.
“You can't…swim…” he murmured.
This time I could tell that he was less certain than before and there was an unmistakable look of hesitation and confusion in his eyes.
“Listen, I don’t know who told you that I can’t swim but I can. I can swim just fine,” I stated, slowly and clearly.
Bradon looked confused and he didn’t seem convinced about the fact that I could swim while I wondered how much longer I needed to deal with this nonsense of his.