Midge watches him for a little while. She has no problem with him talking to other women. It doesn’t seem like particularly flirtatious chatter.

Eventually she gets out her book to read. After only a few pages, the ocean air and her weariness from the day’s activities take over and Midge closes her eyes. She’s awakened by Jaskier leaning over to kiss her.

“You just want to touch my boobs in public,” she replies. “Hey, I was dry!”