"I mean, I said it sounded racist," Scotty said a little defensively, but let her explain anyway. He did kind of know that, and remembered a specific photo of some asshole pouring acid in a pool in some history book at some point, but Dylan obviously hadn't been around for any of that. Of course, like Dylan said, she could and did swim.
"Sorry," he apologized anyway. "Well, you're a good swimmer. Even for someone in a hoodie." He wasn't sure what to say to bounce back from that quickly, so for a little bit, it seemed smarter to just focus on swimming.
"I should have brought snacks," he said after a bit. "You probably haven't eaten yet."