He glances out the corner of his eye as she rests her hands on his shoulder, finding the gesture surprisingly comforting considering he almost drowned to get this close to her. It's probably a good thing he has no idea what she's thinking or this might be less of a special moment for him. He leans in a little, wondering if the hands on his shoulders are an indication that she wants to smooch..

..Okay. Maybe not. What's all this about? "Woah, what? Are you telling me I risked my life and we aren't even going to frolic under water or something?" He says like he's capable of frolicking and not flolloping like a dejected mattress in a heavily polluted lake.

Whatever. He pushes himself to the side of the pool and drags himself out of it in a manner that heavily resembles the grudge. It's highly unflattering, but it seems worth it for the view he can get of Feferi. God damn, she has no right looking like a water goddess when he looks like a swamp monster.