[it was, but since it worked, she's not going to complain. she frowns at his words, though] Yeah... [she pauses] You don't think...there could be something in the swamp?
[it's the best she can think of for an explanation without giving sentience to a swamp. she eyes the mud again, and as her fear rises, her boots start to slip into that mud just a little bit. she takes a few hurried--but wet--steps backward, but it doesn't help] Boone! It's changing again!
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[it's the best she can think of for an explanation without giving sentience to a swamp. she eyes the mud again, and as her fear rises, her boots start to slip into that mud just a little bit. she takes a few hurried--but wet--steps backward, but it doesn't help] Boone! It's changing again!