DAZED || terrablextrouble
The thud at the base of the boat made Terra raise an eyebrow and pause in his rowing for just a moment. Â What was that? Â An enthusiastic fish? Â Otter, maybe?
He pulled forward effortlessly on the oars, slicing through the water, andâdeffffinitely hit something, what now?
Straightening sharply, Terra dragged one oar up into the boat and hefted the other like he might smack an opportunistic shark down with it.  (Sure, he had a better weapon if it came to that, but in the short term.)  Only then did he realize that heâd apparently been beating up some kid, and he blinked in chagrined surprise.  ââOh!  Sorry, I didnât see you there, howâŚare you okay?  Whatâre you doing all the way out here?â he asked, kneeling and offering a hand in case the guy needed help into the boat.
 ââm not sâpposed to be up this high,â he mumbled. He wasnât really aware he was speaking. That first hit had probably left him with a concussion. His mom was going to flip her scales. At least he wasnât so far gone as to touch a humanâs hand.