Curious about who the girl was, but not wanting to pry, she nodded her head once as she replied, "Sure. I'd be glad to." Naminé hadn't gone swimming for a long time, after all, even though she did highly enjoy the sport. She looked forward to it. She looked forward to doing it even more with her new-found friend.
"Great!" He said cheerfully as he moved towards the stairs that led to the upper level. He wasn't sure where the bathroom was, but he'd find it. "I've gotta get changed first. I'll meet you out there, alright?" A thought came to him. Where were his manners? "Unless you have to change too, then you can use the one upstairs. I'll find another one."
Naminé shook her head. "No, it's all right. You can get changed. I... I have my swimsuit on underneath... my clothes," she said, a small pale blush creeping over her fair-toned cheeks. She turned away quickly in an endeavor to hide her face from him. "I'll be waiting at the pool, Zidane."
Zidane hopped up the stairs, grinning. "I won't be long!" He walked around, peeking his head in a few rooms until he found the right one. Seeing the bathroom, he let out a surprised whistle. It was clean, well decorated, and pretty much everything his bathroom at home wasn't. When he remembered he was in there to change, not to ogle, he shut the door and quickly switched from clothes to trunks.