Those are some wide-blue-eyes, especially at the peck. That wasn't helping his blush or shyness. Shutting up entirely, and just kind of going to start to sink. Until he remembered to tread-water, and couldn't meet her eyes.

Envying her ease, but well--best way to get his brain back on track would be to train right? "Are we still on for meditation-practice after this?" He wanted to confirm that, and then he'd probably try to do some laps.