At least the laughter cut some of her mortification. Cassie laughed, peeking through her fingers as Kon rescued her underwear and tucked it away safely in the backpack for later. Note to self, strip-tease only in the absence of wind or if she wasn't taking off anything she'd want back.

"You can do fun things with your mouth when you don't look like jail-bait who let preschoolers cut his hair," she said, winding her scrunchie into her hair again as she moved toward the blanket -- it was longer now, which mean she could pull all of it back instead of just most of it. "What's the hold up, hot lips?"