12: Ni-Bump-ght

Jamie saw the young woman was actually bluish as she sat across from him. He finished chewing his current mouthful of toast, wiped his fingers on his napkin and offered his hand in greeting.
She evidently knew who he was but avoided giving her own name for some reason, there had been nothing useful in the caller ID. He did not judge, everyone here had their own reasons for what they did and it was hardly his place to second guess anyone. She was definitely new, Jamie made a point of getting a weekly briefing on all new arrivals. That was taking sometime as they were finding new mutants every week.
"I think everyone should know how to swim," he said. "Not that I think everyone should be swimming everyday, but it is a useful skill to have, should you need it. You have evidently considered that eventuality."