Well, that was unexpected. Meaghan felt a blush start to creep up her face, and her hand automatically went to the "opal" pendant he'd given her that she just happened to have worn that morning. Somewhere in the middle of the haze (now rose-tinged) that filled her brain came the rather subdued thought, 'Oh. That kind of like.'
"Uhhhh," was her response, on account of her not being able to think of anything clever and coherent to say. (Thank you? No, that would be weird.) "Erm." (Sunlight on the sea? That was kind of nice...) Suddenly she felt like a complete idiot, which was not at all a common occurrence for her.