[Trish eyes the water bottle, like she isn't sure she should take it. This woman is offering, which is terribly kind, but...

Trish puts up a hand. She's raspy, but she'll live. Her cheeks are tinged pink too, either from the exertion or the embarrassment. She didn't think any adults would pay any attention!]

Oh, you don't have to give me any water. It wasn't like I was doing anything taxing.

[She crosses her arms after that.]

Or impressive. It was either this or playing tag, and I don't know about you, but tag is possibly the worst game ever invented.

[Do you like running, Nina, do you? At least entertainment like musicals keeps kids in one place for a short amount of time...]