"It's alright," he says, shrugging his shirt on over his head but leaving it open by a few buttons, hardly caring about the current state of his clothes. At this point, there's a swim in the ocean with his name on it, and since he lives so far removed from everyone else it's almost as if he's got his own private beach, so he doesn't exactly need to worry about putting on a pair of swim trunks.

"Got to rinse off on my end, and there's some more thatches that need to be secured before the sun goes down," he adds, crossing the room to stand by the doorway. "I'm trying to make sure this lab gets at least finished before next Christmas." He gently guides a hand against the small of her back and leans in to kiss her cheek, near the edge of her lips. "You go ahead."