[She stares. She can't help it. She swims closer, and seems to have no problem at all with striding from the shoulder deep water to about, well, ribcage deep. Thankfully (or perhaps not?) her hair is so long that it covers her breasts, but that's all there is to cover them. Nevermind that, though - she's far too fascinated with him.]

There's so much hair. I've never seen a body with so much.

[She reaches out like she wants to touch it, realizes he might have a personal bubble for lack of a better word, and withdraws her hand.] I am sorry. My people can be very relaxed about physical proximity.