As he was trying to get prepared and thinking about a way to explain himself, Alejandro gave time for his comrades to shake off last night's sleep in the waves of the ocean, being unable to glance over and over again to Asta's bright giggles and playful behavior on the beach. Thankfully for his sense of decorum, and even if the images of her body the day before came to mind, Asta was soon dressed with an awfully cute attire that made her look wonderful. As she twirled and turned on the distance, the skirt hiked, offering just a hint, a suggestion, almost a mirage of sorts of what the skirt should hide, what underwear should cover. It wasn't as Asta haven't been exposed the day before, but seeing it almost as he was spying and in a day where he didn't feel confused and battered had a different effect on Alejandro, sending a tingle down there.<br/><br/>Reluctantly peeling his eyes away, Alejandro turned back to search for something to keep him busy, distracted while the others sorted out their morning routine, but soon the curious voice of his savior, his tormentor, called his name, a summon he couldn't nor did want to avoid. "Dime?" he asked out of habit even if she couldn't understand, turning around. "Coño!" he uttered out of surprise, his face starting to blush at the sight of the object Asta was holding. Alejandro laughed quietly and nodded at her, sharing the lighthearted joke he thought Asta was making, a cheerful way to start the morning. As he looked at Asta's body language and how she operated the vibrator, how she toyed with it, coming closer to him, looking curiously at his face Alejandro understood that Asta didn't know what that thing was, and his smile froze into an awkward grin.<br/><br/>How could he explain it? Would he dare? Should he lie? "A ver... esto..." Alejandro mumbled, taking the vibrator out of Asta's hands, inspecting it to make up some time. Maybe he could sell it as a back massager? It could work if they were alone in the island, but the moment somebody else saw it things would get weird. He felt bad at the idea of lying to Asta as well, specially if there was no reason to do it beyond how shy Alejandro was. He hoped that she had at least notions of male anatomy, or this would be even more difficult than it already was. Alejandro resorted to drawing in the sand once more, making two stick figures, one with a dress and the other with pants. He then made a like in the groin of the one with the pants, proceeding to point to the vibrator and the line in the drawing. Maybe it was too hard to understand, so he added his own groin to the pointing game, trying for Asta to understand that it was similar, or at least could cover a similar function?<br/><br/>How to explain its usage without his already red face exploding was a mystery. Alejandro pointed up the dress of the stick figure with it, unsure of how to broach the subject. He would be awkward trying to explain the usage of such a thing to someone that understood his language, but trying to do it with a cute girl that didn't? It was stuff out of nightmares, more embarrassing that the ones about going to school without pants. He returned the object to Asta while he doubled his gesturing efforts, making an okay gesture with his left hand and making the index finger of the right one go in and out in a gesture he thought universal when not only Giulia stumbled upon them, but Aerin was also coming close. Getting caught in such situation was bad enough if Alejandro could manage to look Giulia into her eyes instead of her sheen shirt.