"How long do you think we'll be going for?" I asked.
"Judging by the sound of the water, probably for an hour or more," she mutely responded, her mind clearly on something else entirely. "Ugh..."
"Something wrong?"
"N-nothing," she shook her head as she shook her hand about. "It's just... both of my hands are sticky for some reason..."
I quickly shut my mouth at that. I really didn't want her to get a clue about what she just did to us before she woke up.
"I... Did I talk in my sleep?" she awkwardly asked.
I bit my lip as I debated on what to answer. On one hand, I could tell the truth, but I could probably spin this just to save herself from the embarrassment that she was obviously feeling.
"I don't think so?" I lied through my teeth, my gaze firmly on our path as I refused to face her. "I didn't really wake up last night."
"Oh..."
