Aramis had not sunk into the water. His sandaled feet were on the bubbling sections of lake. He stood on top of the water there.

He looked down at the young man floating in the lake. "The creature born is the creature dying."

He rested the end of his staff on the top of his foot. "Your opinions may work for you, but the experiences of others do not have to fall in line with your thoughts, young one. Nor do others thoughts have to have any sway on your experiences."