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Cecilia nodded feebly, relieved for the moment that she didn't tip the whole boat over just then. She wasn't outright angry with Neric, but she would have honestly preferred it if she was wearing her swimsuit at the moment. "Oh? J-James, what are...? Y-You don't have to do that...!" she insisted skittishly in a softer voice as he came close to her, her cheeks flushed as his jacket came over her shoulders. He was right, it did feel surprisingly warm, the warmth growing by the second. She let out a faint whine, not very happy that she was holding them up some more. At the same time, she tugged the ends of his jacket together over her vest, her oar secured on her lap. It was still very sweet of James to do this, a meager smile growing on her face. "It's alright... Thanks James," she meekly said. "Um... I think I'm ready to keep going..."