Michael shrugs. "No problem," he agrees. There's a whole hell of a lot of skin on display, but that's true for MOST people here. Some it's just literally everything hanging all out there. Which Michael doesn't have a problem with, even if he sometimes catches himself hastily averting eyes and trying not to blush. But it's not something he'd be willing to do. Sunburn isn't something he wants in ALL areas.

He pulls his feet free of the water and stands, reaching for the lotion and dumping a bit in his palm before smearing it carefully over Avalon's smooth skin. "Do you usually burn a lot?" he asks, just for something to say. It's nice skin, he has to say, soft and warm beneath his rough fingertips. Michael's usually out in the sun enough that he doesn't much anymore. He's from New Mexico, after all. Well. He grew up there, anyway.