Tricks not me. The stream won't claim me. Not before I claim Amnon. Yet I've been in this stream before. Little boy swimming.
Strong currents pull hard.
Tamar's arm pulls harder though. I trust her. Absalom waded into the stream slowly, part by part, finally submerging the head. Adding pain to pain nullifies neither, only destroys the opportunity for healing. Amnon will see no harm at my hands.