Gracis rises as she stands up out of the water, crystal clear water cascading off her body and hair. He averts his eyes quietly as he begins drying her with the dry, absorbent cloth. He pats down her neck and shoulders, his touch on her damp breasts careful and gentle as he dries her off - when he reaches other intimate areas, he is just as diligent, hands careful and considerate, not lingering longer than is appropriate, although his gaze has considerably more longing in it.<br/><br/>He ends up on his knees at the woman's feet, drying her legs before looking up at her.