Cesare laughs and shushes her, playfully tapping her nose when Lydia tries to speak. That's not the smartest of ideas from her, even if it is an incredibly amusing one.

"Not now. Just relax," he says reassuringly, his breathing a little short. He threads a hand through her hair and begins to guide her.

"How far down can you go? Why don't you show me?" he asks, gaze fixed on her.