I suspected as much. Don't apologise. This sort of thing is par for the course in this place, is it not?

[ Never trust the food here. That's clearly a rule to be put in place. Only eat what her personal chef provides her.

The redhead sighs, half embarrassed, half exasperated by all of this. Time to fess up she supposes - her endeavor slightly spoiled by the fact that she's taking no small amount of pleasure and satisfaction in the way Weiss is staring at her breasts... ]

There is nothing there. It's just that you mentioned helping me remove my swimsuit, my instincts seemed to kick in and well...

[ She doesn't need to finish that sentence does she? Not when the other woman's eyes are drifting up and down like that. Clearly this is someone who also knows the drill with the insanity of this place. ]