Wric's eyes were straying as he was only able to stay from wondering for so long. Eyes drawn to the nymph's body as she struts in front of him so gracefully, and without missing a beat. He'd get caught red handed even as she's dressed now, and walking backwards. His large hand rising to cover his mouth as he parts lips, and pretends to be yawning as if to not draw attention to himself. His cheeks slightly reddened truth able to be seen etched onto the flesh. "Dinner..? Yeah I could eat.." other hand rubbing his belly in primal display. his head turns, and hand drops as he looks to the pair of pants with anguish, and disgust.<br/><br/>Slowly dropping them, and rolling his eyes at the nymph. "Rude to stare, ain't it?" it's clear hes joking, but his face is stern as ever. Laying the fabric out he steps into them one leg at a time, and hoists them up around furry legs before closing the button in center.