( it does make sense. he can’t blame venti for not knowing how to word things or even how to tackle topics. he certainly is still learning all that, too.

at the mention of last night, his cheeks flush red.

he looks to the side, breathing a little heavier. ah. well.

he supposes he can be honest with venti now. )

In full honesty? You. ( perhaps he ought to clarify. ) I… kept imagining how you looked in the water, so carefree and beautiful. And how it felt laying beside you on shore, almost holding you on that pillar.

( he feels terribly guilty admitting he was jacking it because of venti, but. he’ll take his lashings now. )