The water wasn't the coldest Neville had ever been in, but in perspective, he thought it would be cold to a little girl like Olivia. He couldn't move his eyes away from she and her mother as they cuddled together and he grinned as he watched Hannah's lips smile as well.
He laughed outloud and followed suit as Hannah ducked down. But he didn't pop up right away, but stayed in the water, shivering slightly, and then tipped his head back, holding his breath to submerge himself. He came up, slightly gasping and stood, "She made such a face. Almost as good as the one you made as well. It's pretty cold for a little kid I guess," he said, still down in the water, floating on his back slightly so he could look up at her and Oliva, waiting to see if she would indeed do it again. He thought if she got used to it, Hannah might pass the little girl to him to hold. He did want to help Hannah out, and Neville was having a brilliant time with both of them.