[Just give her a moment to get over the initial set of giggles, and she gazes up at him, watching as his gaze softens, her own doing the same as she reaches up to brush back some of those soaked strands from his face, stopping only when he says that.]
Is it?
[Her gaze wanders back to the shoreline, and she rests her head on his shoulder.]
We should go get cleaned up, and maybe you can show me?
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Is it?
[Her gaze wanders back to the shoreline, and she rests her head on his shoulder.]
We should go get cleaned up, and maybe you can show me?