Nyra turned her head when he hauled himself back onto land, politely directing her gaze elsewhere. Mostly. It was difficult to ignore the well toned muscles of his back and his equally sculpted ass, and she found herself sneaking subtle glances from the corner of her eye. She could not deny that he was a fine specimen of a man, but she could not let herself dwell on that for long. There were much more pressing things to focus on than the male physique.

"I'm sure that it will," she deadpanned, looking forward again once he was dressed. A slight frown ghosted across her face at the sight of even more clothes stacked in his arms, but she chose not to comment on them. Again she stopped to mull over her answer, weighing the risks involved and trying to select a vague reply that would not give her away in case he was an ally of Savas.

"Out of town. There are no boundaries in this game."