This was shaping up to be the most adorable (and amusing) conversation Nerissa had as of late. So she'd dive right in - really sink those manicured claws into something fun.
"Okay, first of all - " She drummed red-painted nails against the edge of her beer bottle, just once. "Sea caves, you can get to them by boat or kayak or whatever - you don't have to swim." Though, yes, she was aware stone sunk like a...well, a stone. In water. However... "You're not entirely stone at night, are you?" she asked, reaching across to swipe her fingertip across his arm and test the texture.
She considered some more, squinting from behind a piece of dark hair that had fallen. More gold dust than not at the moment, though her eyes varied in color - wasn't it fun deciphering her moods by looking into spilled ink and amber? "Pampering is relaxing. Taking that time to do something you enjoy, just for you - whether it's traveling somewhere like a sea cave and partaking in its splendor and beauty, or taking a bubble bath and reading a shitty romance novel, I don't know - just whatever helps you wind down. Men can do this too, they don't always have to be wrapped up in tension."
Then she shrugged, casually. "But I mean, if none of that sounds appealing and you want something to do, you can always fuck me."
She mostly said that for the reaction, but it wasn't like she'd back out of the offer. Like, why not, right?