"N-no. I--"

Definitely not bad strange, Ruby. Not with the way he's looking at you right now.

"--I just, ngh." One arm reaches out to where she was a moment ago.

Before he knows what he's doing, his boots are getting kicked off, his hoodie and t-shirt tossed aside as he slips into the pool beside her (...jeans and socks still on, yes, this is such a rational idea). Something in him feels satisfied again. Almost. A hand goes out to touch Ruby's shoulder, if she'll let him.