<div class="floatleft">(http://orig11.deviantart.net/e18a/f/2017/187/2/e/viktor01_by_ravagedgirl-dbfdgy9.jpg)<br/><br/>"You may help me with my <strong>armour</strong> thank you." Emphasis placed on the word armour. Viktor didn't know what this woman meant by 'we' when she referred to assisting. But he was about to be stripped completely naked in front of a stranger. He usually had Alex help him undress anyway. Armour was heavy and encumbering. An extra pair of hands was usually a good thing to have taking it on or off. Plus he suspected he would hear something from Alex once she found out he refused Charles's offer entirely. So he might as well indulge both of them a little if only for his own sake.<br/><br/>They were removed enough from the rest of the tavern and it's patrons as to hopefully not be interuppted and/or stumbled upon. As long as this dwarf didn't get too many ideas in her head about this. Shrugging off his travelling pack, experienced fingers began tumbling with buckles around his waist and sides.<br/><br/>He also took a knee was he realized she was too short to reach of of his buckles. "I have a fresh shirt in my pack." There were a few layers to peel away, his armour, his gambeson and the thin sleeveless shirt underneath it all that was now likely dirty and feeling of the scent of 'male'.</div>