It's being like this, at least in part, but it's just Les, too, just something about him that causes April's gaze to drag over him hungrily as he undresses. She's read all the legends of sirens, she knows what she should want to do with him now that he's in the water and her fingers itch with the need to touch him, to drag him closer, to take him under with her, but she resists. For all the terrible things she's done, all the crimes she's committed, she's never physically hurt someone and she certainly isn't going to start with someone she actually cares for, even if she can't admit to those feelings.

He's good in the water, but not as good as she is and she smiles when he asks what he gets if he wins, her chin tilting slightly as she lifts her head. He isn't going to beat her, there's not a chance in the world, but if there's something he wants, it might not hurt to know what it is.

"What do you want?" she asks with a grin, swimming slightly closer to him in the water. Her tail brushes up against his leg briefly. "That I could feasibly give you, what would you want?"