Carth smirked when she offered him a place to stay, either the couch or... her bed?<br/>He quirked an eyebrow. It was curious considering what he'd just told her. He was far less accustomed to casual nudity as well and it hit him especially hard when she began to disrobe in front of him and he watched her steely-hard, sinuous legs and magnificently muscled ass walk away from him. He could barely suppress a gasp and felt his jaw drop. Then after what felt like an eternity, he caught himself.<br/>"I, ah," he gulped, standing slowly, "I can't guarantee I can keep my hands to myself," he said, forcing himself to eyeball the clearly undersized, and clearly uncomfortable for him, especially considering the sheer breadth of his shoulders before looking back at her as she disappeared from view.<br/><br/>He shrugged, kicked off his boots and began working the closures on his more elaborate, more 'corporate' attire. His shirt was discarded and his pants left on the floor, both in a neat pile atop his boots left in the corner between the couch and a wall with his holsters laid across the nearby armrest, one pistol sliding neatly into his left hand, for safekeeping within arm's reach while he slept.