She went back down against his chest without any sort of protest at all, rearranging herself a little so she was more comfortable. She didn't expect they were going to stay there much longer, but it was nice to be able to sink into someone else and close her eyes for a few minutes. Truth was, though, she wasn't used to being the one who had to check in afterward and it took her just a moment or two of silence to gather her thoughts enough to do that. She'd get better at that, if this turned into more than just a one-off thing. And he might find he grew more confident in it too.
"You have good instincts," she said, trailing her fingertips in aimless patterns across his chest, but making sure she didn't trail too close to his scar when she did. "And I feel amazing, so you definitely didn't do anything bad. Or wrong. But if you wanna talk it out, I'm cool with that."
She lifted her head again and dotted a soft line of kisses along his jaw, and the final one against his lips, before pushing herself up again. "As much as I would love to scandalize everyone, I think I can manage to find my clothes." She winked at him and slowly pushed herself up to stand, un-straddling his lap and getting a nice, long stretch in while she was still standing next to him. She had forgotten she'd left her top so far away, but at least he got a nice view while she was gathering her swimsuit up and shimmied back into it.
Eventually, she figured it would dawn on her how unusual the whole encounter had really been, but she was still buzzing from it just then and it honestly didn't bother her. The weirdest thing about it was really how easy, how natural, it had been between them. She wasn't thinking far enough ahead to question whether something was going to come of it, but just far enough to realize she might like it to. And why not?