He pointed towards the laundry room and dried his hands again, putting on lotion to combat the dryness. Angel stared, realized he was staring after an obvious amount of time, then turned away only slightly before looking back. "No. Yes. If... However you are comfortable." His face was blotchy red from more than just a good scrubbing.  Though he wondered about the fact that Ein was comfortable naked. In particular comfortable around him.  Thoughts still informed he asked him directly, not one to play around when in search of answers.  "You truly don't like clothes at all, or were you not allowed to wear them.... before?" Angel could clearly see why anyone would want Ein to be naked all the time but Angel wasn't so sure it was good for his mind. He allowed himself another appraisal of Eins form kicking himself mentally for "checking out his package" as Max had teased him.