[She begins that, tipping her head with a slight frown, curious not only about the cultural traditions but Majima himself. His expression had gone odd that last second, his eye darting down, and she almost asks, except then he's splashing her.]
Majima! For god's sake, are you a child!
[And entirely instinctively, she shoves a hand forward, intent on shoving him for that, absolutely forgetting he's shirtless and wet and oh boy but that's a lot of slick skin beneath the tips of her fingers.]
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[She begins that, tipping her head with a slight frown, curious not only about the cultural traditions but Majima himself. His expression had gone odd that last second, his eye darting down, and she almost asks, except then he's splashing her.]
Majima! For god's sake, are you a child!
[And entirely instinctively, she shoves a hand forward, intent on shoving him for that, absolutely forgetting he's shirtless and wet and oh boy but that's a lot of slick skin beneath the tips of her fingers.]