"I hardly think swimming would do Fabian good, especially with the weather turning. But wading perhaps, should he dry himself off well afterwards and have a warm change of clothes at hand." He said, taking another swallow from his glass as their dinner was brought into the room, on the Bailey's finest silver too, no less.
"But perhaps you are right. I should surround him with his peers and equals and he shall have a good time of it without venturing near the water. There is more fun to have at the seaside then simply splashing about in cold and dirty water."