[She smooths herself against his back to reach a mark on his neck.] Do you have somewhere else to go?
[Not demanding, not teasing. A promise. I'm not going anywhere if you don't want me to. Murphy slips her empty hand around his waist and holds herself against him, lightly enough to not put pressure on ribs she recognizes as being at least cracked, based on the bruises. The water gathers in the dip where their bodies meet and crests over her shoulders, tickling in a fresh wave down her back.]
no subject
[Not demanding, not teasing. A promise. I'm not going anywhere if you don't want me to. Murphy slips her empty hand around his waist and holds herself against him, lightly enough to not put pressure on ribs she recognizes as being at least cracked, based on the bruises. The water gathers in the dip where their bodies meet and crests over her shoulders, tickling in a fresh wave down her back.]