Marcus did not acknowledge it outwardly, but he took in every inch of Tao's exposed flesh. "Let me help you, moron, before you fall over." he helped with a hand braced on his hip as the other pulled the shirt on. He tugged a little to guide it over his head. Standing close he spoke in a lower less patronizing tone.  "You should wear something like these on our wedding night." he let his thumb flick the top of his underwear before the shirt dropped to cover them.<br/><br/>"Pants next. get 'em out and let me help you in 'em." he was back to casually barking orders as if they had known each other much longer than a couple of hours.