Wrenn returned the half-elf's moment of clarity with a knowing smirk that curled the right of his lips. He also chuckled slightly at her attempted privacy. He could guess well enough what happened under the water.<br/><br/>Bunny-Leia's ministrations did not go unaccounted for either. Unafraid of the guesture and unashamed of what others thought, his eyes eased closed and shoulders curled back as his chest arced. Patting Leia's thigh and stroking along it beneath the water's surface, he glanced over his shoulder. "You're good with you hands," he complimented not quite aloud but not quite hiding it either. "I'll have what she's having," came the order after Deja demanded the drink and robe.