Feferi reaches for the towel but can't quite getting, waving her hands for him to come in further. It's not her fault her arms (and everything about her) are too short.

"Whenever I can, yes," she explains while she waits for him to dare to get his feet a little wet. "There is less drag and it just feels nice. I thought you would get a kick out of it!"

Okay, a kick is a far stretch from trying to trick him into the pool by way of playing to his teenaged boy-ness.