Lucy had found a swimsuit in her size the other day and had been wanting an excuse to try it out. She could swim now without having to look for food to spear or a hiding spot from whatever the man was throwing her way. And having a good looking guy for company made it that much better. She put the suit on, wore a loose dress over it and pulled her hair back in a ponytail. Simple and neat, so he knows she's low maintenance. Guys liked that. Or so she had heard, though she couldn't remember who had said it.
Finding the pool was easy enough. She made her way close to it and then stopped. Should she wait a few minutes? She had plenty of advice over the years about how to fight and survive. There was a lack in her knowledge when it came to not looking overly eager, or any other social interactions outside the bond. She stood in the hallway nearest the pool and played little mental games, then actually counted until she grew bored. That must be enough time. She walked the rest of the way to the pool and grinned when she saw he was there. "Hey Mr. Muscles."