Torin absent-mindedly crossed his legs, maintaining a generally casual appearance as the Sister gradually finished clothing herself.<br/><br/>"And I'm sure you have all manner of questions about life outside the Convent?" He replied, his statement phrased as a question. Calmly, he unzipped and shrugged off his short leather jacket, exposing the thin flak vest he wore beneath, overtop of a simple white t-shirt. He supposed that answering her comparative nudity with a similar shedding of external garments would help breed a more familiar air - that, or it would make the situation awkward, but he was prepared to take that risk - and besides, exposing the thin armour, which was effective against knives and small-arms, but not much else, could well be interpreted as a sign of comfortability - almost analogous to a feline exposing its stomach to a favoured human.<br/><br/>"Shall we fire off questions at each-other, or did you have something else in mind?" He asked, his tone light.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>