John nodded. "All right...fair it is." He agreed as he noted the position of Caitlin's (he still had no idea this wasn't actually his room mate he was dealing with) hands...was she actually offering to remove her shorts? Shorts she'd just indicated she had nothing on underneath? It sure looked that way, so John shrugged as he unzipped his hoodie, peeling the outer layer off and revealing his T-shirt underneath...as well as the scars on his arms, one seemingly a bullet hole and the other a burn. "So...for the next piece we go together?" John suggested as his hands moved to his belt.