"Are you okay?" Kalina asked, her voice soft with concern as she watched his furrowed brow and distant gaze.
He didn't even hear her, lost in thoughts about Natasha and what Kalina might have overheard. His jaw clenched slightly, and a shadow of worry darkened his eyes.
"Babe?" Kalina called, placing her hand gently on his shoulder.
He jerked a bit, startled by her touch, before staring at her with a slightly dazed expression. "Did you say something?" He asked, trying to refocus on her.
"Are you sure you're okay, baby?" Kalina asked again, her face etched with concern, her eyes searching his.
"I'm fine, baby girl. But my ass isn't—let's get out of this water. Our bodies are starting to prune." He said, forcing a playful tone that made her laugh despite her worries.