Ricken thought he would be endlessly nervous and sputtering as he lathered her body, but strangely enough, he found this calming. It helped that she was taking obvious enjoyment out of it. Her skin felt nice to touch, smooth and warm. He didn't even hesitate to work on her back. he let out another chuckle as she mused about rewards and layers, and was content to listen and nod along until she asked the question.

"Huh?" it gave him pause, and he slowed down his rubbing as he actually thought about it. "... Well... not really." he admitted. "I mean, sometimes Donny needed help fishing, so I'd get a little wet at riversides. But... there wasn't really a lot of opportunities to go swimming growing up, and during the war." He shrugged, despite knowing she couldn't see it. "... But how hard can it be? It's just moving around in the water."