Ron had to admit that he was quite curious about whatever it was that Rikki had planned on sharing with him. She had volunteered to help him out of that ruddy bubble that mad witch had trapped him in, which meant that she probably had some sort of talent that made her capable of breaking through magic bubbles from hell. The way Rikki had gone on to dodge the subject as soon as everything had sorted itself out made Ron wonder exactly as to what it was that Rikki didn't want him to know and, fortunately, with a bit of prodding, he managed to convince her to let him in on her big secret.
Though Ron wasn't entirely sure why he had to run off to the complex pool to hear her out. What was wrong with the boards? Why couldn't she just up and tell him like a normal person? He half wondered if perhaps she was really some sort of lunatic looking to do him in, but that uncomfortable feeling of wariness was more of an unfortunate habit that had stuck with him from the war he'd been dragged out of, rather than an actual legitimate suspicion formed on something relatively reasonable.
Dressed in a simple t-shirt and jeans combo, Ron trotted out to the pool floor. When he spotted Rikki standing off near the water, he lifted his hand and offered her a bit of an awkward wave before he moved out to join her, shutting the door as instructed on the way.
"Not really the most subtle place in the world to share a secret, is it?" Ron inquired, raising a brow. He gave the area a glance, checking to see if anyone was around, then shot his attention back toward Rikki. "So, er, what is it, then?"