Amphitrite had dived into the water, swimming around for probably longer than a human should have been able too, before bursting out of the waves like a mermaid. As she came back onto the shore to collect herself and get her hair out of her eyes, she felt a presence that made her skin prickle. Really? He was here, now? Gods forbid she had any nice things, or time to herself, it seemed.
An assistant handed her a robe as the director called for lunch, and she sank into a chair to warm up and try to gather her thoughts. This could end very badly, especially with both of them so close to the water.