A gasp of shock as water that feels cold in the warm air splashes across her face and one arm, drops rolling down her neck.
(Can't talk back, screaming too hard and bleeding, life draining down over her skin)
"Elan! I cannot believe you just-"
(Bleeding for you what more can you want?)
Shelley attempts to flick water back with the foot she had been dangling in the pool.

(Wanted and warm and... safe... with him? Elan-)