[ Aiichiro did have the grace to flush a little. He'd mostly dried off in the air since stepping out of the hot tub, but he stepped over to grab a towel and dry off a little more just in case, then reached for the clothes he'd stripped out of when he bolted in here. He rubbed a hand over the bite scar on his butt - a habit he'd picked up since discovering it again - and started to dress.]

Sorry. I wasn't thinking.

[ Well, it wasn't like most people minded him nude. ]

Ah, do you want... maybe we could go to your room instead, or mine, for a little while? I really don't want to be alone, but... I could call it a break and pay you for your time if you want...