It doesn't take her long to realize where he's taking them, and she's quite alright with it; neither of them are really fit for public viewing or the questions that might follow it, especially among those they know.

Once they're back, she orders herself a more substantial meal and a small bottle of spiced rum that she can nurse at for the rest of the stay. It might reinforce his ideas that she's looking for some space when she does't immediately join him, but once she's eaten and on her second rum and coke, she's heading to the pool herself.

She sees the pile of clothes and his bare shoulders and can infer the rest, and after a moment she sets down her drink and does the same; she'd learned early on in the military not to be shy about nakedness, and while there are some odd undertones with Junkrat that she's still trying to process, such inhibitions seem a little silly right now considering they were just in each other's heads.

"Feeling any better?" She settles herself down into the pool, leaning back against the edge.