She smirked at his scolding. Apparently, the sea prince had decided he still was telling her what to do. But she didn't necessarily have to listen. "No, you said I should dress. Not that I had to."

"I honestly don't see what my being dry or wearing pants has to do with my ability to hold a conversation." She'd been fairly obedient since she'd gotten here (fairly being the operative word) and since it wasn't going to get her hella-laid anymore, she didn't see why she couldn't be a bit rebellious.