"I'm sorry," he says finally, as Scorpius" trousers stick firmly, damp and cool, around his legs. "Before I dragged you down to the beach, I always wondered how it would all fit together. A guy who gets on my nerves with his naive romanticism, but at the same time whores around uninhibitedly when he gets the chance. I should have questioned it a lot sooner, Scorpius. Before this... act."