The hair tickling her skin made Jean shiver. But it was over quickly, the bikini top in place. Slipping the tank top on over it, she smiled gratefully at Rogue. They would be getting a lot of practice in this over the week.
"It might be...I don't know yet. Was it fun to dress me?"
Gazing at Anna with doe eyes, she calmly awaited her new friend's response. The brunette wasn't very talkative, she had discovered. Placing her hands on the younger girl's hips, she held onto them gently.
"You pick. I get to choose your swimsuit later at the store," she reminded, grinning.