[He can't even try to argue about this while she's stripping in front of him. Instinctively, he turns his back to her so she can't see the way his face flushes when she mostly bares her entire torso to him like it's no big deal. It doesn't do much to hide the tips of his ears, but he's out here doing his best.
(What the hell is with that harness? Force above and below, he's going to die like this.)
He clears his throat and gathers his fortitude to will his embarrassment away. Get it together, Solo.]
I'll do it. Just put it on.
[He turns to the dresser, unable to stop himself from stealing a brief glance at her stomach (hoo boy, she could probably crush his head like a grape with those abs) before moving to pluck the needle and thread from the top of it.]
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[He can't even try to argue about this while she's stripping in front of him. Instinctively, he turns his back to her so she can't see the way his face flushes when she mostly bares her entire torso to him like it's no big deal. It doesn't do much to hide the tips of his ears, but he's out here doing his best.
(What the hell is with that harness? Force above and below, he's going to die like this.)
He clears his throat and gathers his fortitude to will his embarrassment away. Get it together, Solo.]
I'll do it. Just put it on.
[He turns to the dresser, unable to stop himself from stealing a brief glance at her stomach (hoo boy, she could probably crush his head like a grape with those abs) before moving to pluck the needle and thread from the top of it.]