“Oh I wasn’t—” He pulled himself back up onto the dock and sat at the edge, fingers wringing some of the water out of his hair.
“Asking.” He’d fallen into the water plenty of times before after spending twenty-eight years working there. “It was kind of rhetorical.”
”Could you hand me that towel?”

“I’m pretty sure that was a question and you got my answer.” Annalise handed him the towel before stepping back again, “Just like asking for a towel was another question.”
“I was just trying to get a feel of the town. I was walking in a place that I’d never been before so I decided to come...
“…If we’re being technical here, yes.” He ran the towel over his hair before setting it aside and focusing more on the...