He regarded her through those stern eyes... Watching, expectantly as she fumbled with the garment, which she somehow undid... Not the first time he had beholden such. "Need, a hand?" He asked, head tilted slightly and one brow raised. They did not have much time, and she was burning it rather swiftly. He really didn't have the time, or inclination at this particular moment to enjoy the view. There was no sound, or outward his he had moved, until she felt two parts of the segmented vest pressed up against her well developing buste. "Hold there, right there..." He commanded, skelotal fingers gliding over her body like a batch of serpents, each searching for the strings and straps, binding them together behind her back with a third segment to the vest. Clicks, clacks, and the sound of thick corded string sinching filled the room as he worked to fasten her top... Making sure each and every one was as tight as possible, possibly painfully so...<br/><br/>(( I think that's a Darknest First... A man dressing a naked girl... Do I get an achivement for that or something?))<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>