"Yeah!" John says, "are we allowed in the pool? I wasn't, you know, sure of the rules or anything since we're new here. I'm John, by the way, and this is --"

He hesitates as they latch fingers into his tactical vest (which is only loosely shrugged on) and begin pulling it off.

"... Oh, thank you! That's very kind. I was just thinking I was too warm."

You know, even though he would have... preferred to get undressed himself, but still.

"So, I mean I'm not as --" One reaches for his t-shirt and he tugs the bottom back down, flashes a smile. "Good looking as all of you are, so that means that --"

One flits in close to John and he lofts an eyebrow, focusing on what it's whispering before nodding with a sigh and beginning to pull off his t-shirt.

"Okay, we get undressed or we leave."