Savannah/Jenna
Savannah put on the wetsuit under her dress and then took it off, before running toward Jenna. "Wait up," she said as she pulled her hair up into a pony tail.
She knew that some people required fine gloves. She also knew when it was just easier to get straight to the point. With Jenna, it was always easier to say what she wanted. It might not always go well, but it was better than subtle comments that would invariably be ignored or misunderstood. Savannah was convinced that Jenna didn't even mean to do that. She just wasn't good with subtle.
"I wanted to make sure that you're okay with this assignment, with me being second," she said, straight out. "Also, you'll be partnered with your dad, Is that going to be a problem? Because I know we had that discussion about being his daughter and being in a team, but now, that's pretty much gone. You are his partner, and that's 24/7. In fact, you'll be his swim buddy and let me tell you, that's sacred for a SEAL. There's no more time to be anything less than perfect. I'll help you. It's my job as second to do it, but also as your sister, but if you don't think you can deal with me or Sam, you should speak up now."