Riker snagged a towel from one of the girls and dried himself off better while waiting for some kind of resolution. The embarrassment of being watched hadn't really gone away, but there was a slowly growing sense of pride and preening in the attention. He was definitely the centre of attention, and is audience hung on his every move. There was a fun sort of power in that.

Izzy absently combed his hair a bit with her fingers once he'd handed the even damper towel back to its owner. Izzy was doing a very good job pretending like she didn't care that he was naked, all things considered. Especially since...