Jango stammered a bit, trying to think of something clever to say when she asked about the towel that was clearly not his. He settled on the truth though. "My ex left some stuff here. It's been over for a while though, I promise," he assured her. It was actually a bit flattering to think that she might get jealous.<br/><br/>He didn't want to think about their status, if there even was one. Her future here was uncertain. It was entirely possible she would leave at the end of the summer, hopefully returning at least to keep up her strength so that she could live on the mainland. He did hope she would stay and he wanted this, whatever it was, to progress to something more. And if not, he wanted to take advantage of every moment he could.<br/><br/>They left the bathroom, returning to his bedroom. The normally balmy temperature outside had cooled with the coming of the rain and his little houseboat was a bit chilly. The rain still fell outside, pattering on the roof and windows and he felt an extreme coziness as he slid under the covers beside Kairi.<br/><br/>Jango wasn't in a hurry, happy just to lay with her, to share body heat and weather out the storm in this little sanctuary of closeness. He did put an arm around her middle, pulling her in close, their legs tangling. "So..." he began with a smile, "I should probably know your last name. Mine's Kaje."