The soft feeling of Natasha's lips against his skin tickled on his damp skin and drew a satisfied little noise from his lips. He flexed his muscles her little to send the small drops of water rolling over his arm and give her something to watch and opened his eyes just enough to look at her.

"Hm-hm, you definitely should."

But at the same time he reached out to push her hair out of her face to get a better look and let his hand rest softly on her neck, one fingertip playing with her bikini bow.

"You know, since it's now my turn to stare at your ass and all..."

It was a statement, not a question, and really not a serious one, yet he couldn't help but wonder if she had indeed looking out for him a little, seen him fool around with that kid from before. After all the crisis of the last days, he wouldn't be surprised if even such a harmless scene made her melancholic.