Candy winced and shook her head. "Well, stop trying! What if you really had stabbed yourself?" She chuckled as he continued speaking, glad that he at least understood the underlying irony if he ever did manage to hurt himself.
She blinked and watched him undress for a moment before shaking her head and coming to her senses. She shyly took off her own black t-shirt and stripping out of her capris. She was wearing a red one-piece swimsuit, and she set about braiding her long hair to keep it from getting tangled after it got wet. She laughed at his fistpump, putting her hands on her hips. "Were you really a scout?"