[He walks into the tent looking for a towel to sling around himself in order to conceal this unfortunate fashion mishap. He wouldn't normally be caught dead wearing a speedo, let alone an American flag one, but the beach chose for him.

He gives a yelp of surprise when he realizes he's not alone in here.]

Shit, sorry. I didn't realize this was occupied...

[When he first sees the bikini, he thinks he's walked in on a woman. But, upon closer inspection... there's not really anything filling out those cups, is there?]

Oh. Uh. Sure?

[Still a little reluctant, he takes the cords and fastens them tightly around Yuri's back.]

There. This ought to hold. That's a...bold choice in swimwear, isn't it?