"Pretty sure I'd do that anyway." He laughs a little and puts a hand on her hip to pull her a little closer to him under the water, feeling the tip of her tail brush his leg every so often. He knows that she has the power to compel him, bend him to her will, but he's not worried about it. He smiles and reaches up to brush her wet hair out of her face. "I trust you."

He can't help but to grin, because it's the first time that she's ever really shared anything from her past with him. "I wanted to live in the ocean, too. I was out there all the time growing up, just floating on the waves. Things haven't changed much."

She feels different under his fingers like this, scales instead of smooth skin, and he lets his hands roam along her back, getting used to this new way she feels under his fingers. "Well, anytime you want to come out here like this, we can."