Oliver, Sara, and Open
Sara knew, realistically, that she couldn't beat Oliver in a footrace, water or not, but she still laughed and gloated when she reached the water fall first in front of him, lunging forward to touch the wall. Even if he let her win, it was a nice gesture, and she laughed at his pretend disappointment. "I guess you'll just have to step up your game, Ollie." She teased with a devilish grin, catching some of the water from the falls to splash at him.
"I wonder how they did the water so well! It looks like it never ends! Do you think they used magic? Probably magic, right?" Now that there was no awkwardness between them and Oliver had shared with her his secret, Sara was back to normal with chattering and curiosity that she got from the fox side that she'd had all her life. Her hair was already starting to lose its nice big curls from the spray of the water, and she twisted it up into a quick knot in the back to try and spare it from completely frizzing out. How embarrassing!