He grabs the towel and pats himself down before wrapping it around his own waist, keeping his shorts to a minmum of dripping. His eyes dart to her breasts, clearly visible through her tank top now and his heart races once more, even as he watches her skillfully shed her bottoms under the towel.<br/><br/>"Here...I'll help with your shirt...you know how hard it is to get wet clothes off." He says, stepping in front of her, hands moving to her sides, grabbing at the bottom of her shirt. "Come on, lift your arms up, it'll be much easier."