Her back straightened as his hands slid higher, shuddering at the feeling. She laughs back, feigning disappointment. "I think we'll warm up pretty soon." She reaches up to comb her fingers through wet hair, pushing it back against his scalp. She leans in to kiss him again, reaching back to cup up some more of the water and rub it against his arm where the blight was, though really, it was hard to tell if she was cleaning him up or exploring the muscle beneath her palm. ]