[After a few more minutes of struggling, which she seems to be really enjoying from the looks of things, a few more stabbings here and there ultimately leads to the death of her would be attacker, leading it to drift down slowly. She rights herself in the water and positions herself to look as if she's standing on it's corpse (in reality, of course, she's only floating a little above it) and grins over.]
Well met, friend! Could it be I've stolen your kill?
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Well met, friend! Could it be I've stolen your kill?