[Not-too-much-previously: X brings Leo
home to get a few questions answered. They get
sidetracked.]
The door opens. Two very, very wet figures step through.
Leo pushes back his hair from his forehead, shakes his head, and tells X very honestly, "That was not what I expected at all."
X, whose hair is significantly shorter than it was when she left, tilts her head slightly.
"It is possible to get used to it. I think."
Beat.
"You are a very good swimmer."
And on that note -- towels. Surely Bar will be generous with them.