<em>"it wasn't your fault"</em>Isakar mumbles in response to her apology.  Isakar stands, his eyes dart back and forth like a corned animal.  Realizing his error, and with that realization only then does he notice that he is still without clothes.  Unconcerned with his lack of clothes, it is a bit too late to be modest now, he offers Ayame a hand to help her up unsure if she would even accept.