“I sure will,” he agreed. “And then I will immediately put the shirt back on because that’s a thing I can do.” He was already starting to feel a brisk wind roll through the vent. It was just relieving enough to be pleasant, but he knew that as soon as they dropped down outside, they’d be freezing. Even now, the cold air on his sweat-covered skin was already semi-uncomfortable, as if he hadn’t been uncomfortable enough already.<br/><br/>As to whether or not he stripped often in front of strangers? “All the time,” he informed her. He heard the smile in her voice. It was almost enough to egg him on, but the situation was a bit more dire than that. And it was still steadily getting cooler. “Are we close to a grate?” If they were, they were making good time. Marcus wasn’t too far off, if only he could hang on just a little bit longer. They could stock up and head out and Termina could be behind them in fifteen minutes. In the back of his mind, he vaguely wondered who, exactly, he meant by ‘they’. Was he including Blue? She<span style="font-style: italic">did</span>help them, but she was a self-admitted opportunist who still remained to be seen as a boon or a bane. It would depend on Marcus, he supposed. Things like this generally did.