"I've only ever worn robes, but I do have something on underneath them." No shirt, but leggings with a type of skirt over it. He starts towards the dressing rooms, expecting Nier to follow. His eyes do linger on his exposed throat first, though.
His own robes are getting too hot. Still, as they near the changing rooms Hythlodaeus takes Nier by the arm and guides him inside, closing the door behind them. It only occurs to him how small this space is when he's near pressed against the other man, and in the mirror behind Nier he can see himself- flushed to the very tips of his ears.
"It's warm in here, isn't it?" He tries to play it off, despite knowing exactly what he wants by now. How embarrassing...
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His own robes are getting too hot. Still, as they near the changing rooms Hythlodaeus takes Nier by the arm and guides him inside, closing the door behind them. It only occurs to him how small this space is when he's near pressed against the other man, and in the mirror behind Nier he can see himself- flushed to the very tips of his ears.
"It's warm in here, isn't it?" He tries to play it off, despite knowing exactly what he wants by now. How embarrassing...