Les keeps his eyes fixed on April's but then lets his gaze sweep over her body as she comes out of the water, having not before witnessed the transformation for himself. Seeing the black scales turn back into skin, her tail turn to limbs, nails and teeth become human. And it’s all a great trick, like magic before his very eyes making them light up in delight, but also widen with something else, something far more heated and focused. She comes out of the water unclothed and even in donning her dress, he sees the outlines, the soft curves of where he hopes to soon touch. 

He steps back a couple steps, waiting for her to gather her things, with a smile. When she comes up to him, pulling him forward, he smiles even wider and lets his hands rest over her hips. Her dress is damp under his fingers, and he wants to get it off her. 

“You did look better out of it even with the pointy teeth,” he says, kissing her for a second but then quickly tugging her along by the arm so they can leave, the ocean suddenly losing all its interest. The guest house isn’t far from where they stand, but it still seems farther away than he would like it to be.