"Fine, let's go with highly improbable then." She rolled her eyes, but the comment did earn an earnest smile from her. She liked someone with determination. It seemed rare sometimes, especially with someone their age. A strong will showed a greater chance of success in life.
Once his back was to her, Lyra poured some of the cold sunscreen onto his shoulders and began to rub it in. Taking in the feel of his smooth, warm skin as she did. It was hard not to appreciate it when running her fingers over it. "Fleas? That's terrible Ash." she said, her voice unable to hide her obvious amusement. "And he's obsessed? Maybe he just thinks you're too pretty not to like boys."