He blinked and rubbed his head, muttering something about how he'd knocked it in such garbled english that it was barely distinguishable as words. He made a little more sense, though, when he asked in an almost irritated manner; "What're you doin' on my floor! And naked like a babe at that! Gaaahh, go givin' me a heart attack layin' round like that!" He stepped past the girl and toward his bed, all but ignoring her before dropping heavily backward onto it. He didn't half peek, though; head canting sideways to watch her and even rub lewdly against himself, though the moment she looked toward him he stared stubbornly at the ceiling.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>