[He hardly even blinks as the towel is draped over his head. He decides to take his glasses off, folding them and placing them on his lap. He scoots so he's at an angle facing her, then bends down slightly in her direction. This should be easier, even if it's a little comical.
Connor continues the line of conversation as if it's nothing out of the ordinary.]
no subject
Connor continues the line of conversation as if it's nothing out of the ordinary.]
So you mean does the rain bother me?