Larea stayed silent, for reasons which were obvious to anyone who knew her. She mentally cursed her inability to speak, although right now she wasn't sure what she would say anyway.. other than to scream at the top of her lungs, maybe. She wasn't sure whether to be more ashamed of her body or her scars; she was fairly positive having markings like she had wasn't normal, and she always thought they made her body look hideous, despite her pleasant curves. Nobody had ever seen her naked before, at least not since she grew up and became a woman rather than a little girl, and though she knew little about the world, she at least knew people didn't parade themselves around nude for a reason. She was afraid Zel would be mad at her for it, and so she stayed hidden, her knees tucked up into a ball and covering her torso. Luckily the lake was shallow enough for her to do that, as it was crystal clear and you could see her form without much distortion even under the water.<br/><br/>She wasn't sure of what to think, even after Zel offered to escort her back to the inn. His words seemed kind, but she couldn't shake the feeling that she had done something wrong. She couldn't decide what to do, and settled for letting her head fall forward into her knees, making a very audible<span style="font-style: italic">splash</span>sound as it submerged, her hair floating every which way in the water around her. Maybe the dunk would cool her down a bit so she could think straight, at least; that was what she hoped for. The thought to get out and redress herself while he was looking away hadn't even come to mind yet.