Listen, Aboli was already tired. She also was annoyed at the bottom of her skirt getting damp from all the splish-splashing. So she was standing with her hands on her hips, just watching everyone. She snorted when Bernie started to sing what sounded like the WORST SONG EVER, and sloshed away from the Gryffindor.

Baby shark doo-doo is what that song sounded like.

She raised her hand at Schmoe's next question. "Group exercises probably helps your willingness to go on. Like, peer pressure to continue so you don't look like a complete wimp." She nodded. SHE didn't look like a wimp even though she had stopped exercising...she was just...doing her own cool thing yeah? And Aboli WAS walking around the pool so she wasn't just standing there like a limp noodle.