[William says,] I can do an ocean. [His eyes crinkle, not like he's trying to be reassuring but mostly because he's always liked that about her. How seamlessly she seems to fit in her own, pardon the pun, skin.]
Here.
[When he's in reach to hold her hands, he puts them out. He also closes his eyes in case she's worried-- as if eyes and bodies matter so much here, but anybody who's had an embarrassing naked dream knows they do, so. Such as it is.] Do you care how deep?
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Here.
[When he's in reach to hold her hands, he puts them out. He also closes his eyes in case she's worried-- as if eyes and bodies matter so much here, but anybody who's had an embarrassing naked dream knows they do, so. Such as it is.] Do you care how deep?