Iliya's eyes flick down to Cameron's shorts, and he feels himself go red. "No," he says too quickly, but rises to his feet anyway, all notions of studying forgotten. He forgets everything else too easily when he's in Cameron's company. "It is only water. It will not kill me." The back of his shirt is completely soaked with water, and sticking to his skin. It's not exactly comfortable, but Iliya feigns indifference as he looks over his shoulder to the rope swing. "Everyone who has tried that has come out with leeches."