Starwind raised an eyebrow at her clothes but said nothing else. There was little allure there for him, but if she wanted to wear it, that was her decision.

He shrugged at the "greeting," long silver hair floating around him in the warm water lazily. He should have braided it back first, but too late now and he was far more concerned with other things.

"I suppose in a way I might have. Though I usually pride myself on keeping my mouth shut."