Mathias

That she isn't pulling back is a good sign, Mathias thinks, a clue he can most certainly read and he lifts his other hand from the water, fingers splayed gently over her back. When she moves closer, so does he, fitting himself against her in a way he would have thought impossible, given his height.

He isn't about to push his luck, though. Not yet. Pressing the kiss deeper for just a moment, a soft breath escapes from between his lips and then he pulls back enough to look at her.