Funnily enough, Nika is of a similar mind when it comes to nudity. It doesn't bother her, but she has the awareness to know that almost everyone has more hangups around it than she does. Bodies are just tools, machines built with softer components. She assumes that V averting his gaze is one such example of discomfort with their nakedness. She's less careful about averting her own, letting herself look at his tattoos.

She follows his gesture up to the butterflies, though. They really are beautiful. "Complimented, cursed, po-tay-to, po-tah-to." While she looks, she drifts a little bit closer. Could be intentional, could just be that the water carries her and she doesn't notice. Either way, when she looks down again, she is close enough to hold out her hand to him. "I am Nadenka. Morzova. Ordinarily we should wait to be introduced, but I do not think my maid can reach me here, so we must make do ourselves." She's also close enough for him to see the ring of gold around her pupils, to possibly clock the fact that it seems to shift subtly against the intense blue backdrop, like a slowly spinning galaxy.