"Kinda weird, but you do you, I guess." Lin shrugged, continuing to swing.
"You DO like me!" "I don't think 'like' is the right word." "You tolerate me." "Maybe." one on one
"You don't like it? It just feels nice." She crossed her legs at her ankles and leaned back.
He shrugged again. "Dunno. Makes me feel unsteady and weird or something. But to each their own."
"Yeah, but that's what I like about it." She twisted herself around again, then let the chain unwind.
"Well, you have fun with that." Lin continued swinging normally, seeming pretty content to do so.
"Do you think the caterpillar is still there? Or do you think it left?"
"Hm… they're not very fast, so it's probably still on the sidewalk somewhere." He shrugged again. "Why do you ask?"
"Just wondering. Maybe it got eaten by a bird?"
"Hopefully not." Lin hummed softly to himself and kept swinging.
"It would be sad. I'm not usually a big bug person. Spiders especially, but you know that."
"Yeah. And I'm chill with most bugs." Lin hummed softly to himself. "I'm used to em."
"I just hate them. I mean they do nice things for the environment or whatever. But they have too many legs."
"Yeah, I guess so. Most bugs have a lot of legs." Lin kept swinging, watching his feet as he went. "They don't usually bother you unless you threaten them, though."
"I know, I know. And I leave them alone. But they just give me the heebie-jeebies."
He shrugged again. "I guess that makes sense. To each their own. I dunno specific things I'm afraid of…"
"Everything can kill you, though. I think about that a lot."
"Yeah, I guess. I don't fear death all that much." Lin adjusted his grip on the chains of his swing. "I don't like tight spaces. Maybe that's my thing."
"Hmmm. I like tight spaces. I feel more protected. I dunno."
"I guess they probably remind me of training. I feel like I'm gonna suffocate or something. Which is hard enough with the lung damage."
"That makes sense." She twisted her swing around again, letting herself twirl around.
"Mm… I don't do well with dust or smoke or… generally things that aren't good for lungs." He hummed quietly as he kept swinging.
"Obviously not. What about swimming?"
"I'm a decent enough swimmer, but I don't really enjoy it, I guess."
"Any particular reason why?"
"Well, probably all the near drownings." Lin laughed dryly. "I've known how to swim all my life, but all the training didn't exactly give me fond memories of it."
"Oh. Sorry. Right." She looked at her shoes, leaning down to retie one.
"I'm not like… scared of swimming or water or anything. I just don't particularly enjoy it."
"Yeah, but it still probably sucks," she said ruefully and glanced at him.
"Yeah, I guess so." He shrugged again. "I haven't gone swimming in a while, anyway."
"I don't like that I have to wear a swimsuit, though. I hate swimsuits."