[He flashes her a grin, as he steps out of his trousers.]
Is that right. What an honour.
[Though for all his sarcasm--well, it's not an honour, really. But it is something he feels as if he's earned, and something that was worth earning.]
What exactly have you been saving yourself for?
[Pants, next. He raises his eyebrows at her with his question and slips them off, chucks them away with the rest of his clothes, and goes to climb into the bath as well. The hot water is a little shocking--seriously hot--but he recovers gamely, with a grin.]
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Is that right. What an honour.
[Though for all his sarcasm--well, it's not an honour, really. But it is something he feels as if he's earned, and something that was worth earning.]
What exactly have you been saving yourself for?
[Pants, next. He raises his eyebrows at her with his question and slips them off, chucks them away with the rest of his clothes, and goes to climb into the bath as well. The hot water is a little shocking--seriously hot--but he recovers gamely, with a grin.]