Xavier blinks at Leda's sudden defensive response. Yes, it peaked his curiosity as to why she was showing so much skin, but he wasn't trying to insinuate she was some sort of deviant, or so he thought. "Easy, nobody called you a perv for being naked." Xavier said to her, trying not to make her feel too bad. He figured the last thing a naked girl needed was a stranger who judged her.<br/><br/>As Leda continued, Xavier got up from his bed and went over to his duffle bag. "Hang low for a bit? Did you rob a bank while you were out there, or something?" Okay, that was a little judgmental, but Leda's nerves caused her to be all over the place, scattering Xavier's mind as he tried to keep up with the shy girl. He opened the bag, taking out a towel and a large t-shirt and throwing them at Leda's back. "Here, dry yourself off. The shirt should be big enough to cover a little girl like you. I'd give you some shorts too, but they'd probably fall off." Xavier got up, heading back to sit on the bed.<br/><br/>"Me? Nah, it's nothing you need to worry yourself with. Just some stuff I gotta get over." Spoken like a true guy. Xavier wasn't too good at expressing his feelings, so naturally he tried to shrug off Leda's question. Just like her he tried to change the subject away from himself. Ironically, he wound up using her nudity again to do it. "Listen, don't worry about being naked if front of these guys. I do my yoga naked, so they're going to see naked bodies whether the like it or not." He had hoped that his admission would ease her some-what. "Besides, let's not pretend like we don't know what we're here for." Xavier couldn't help his eyes as he looked at Leda's back, imagining what was on the other side. This time, feeling rather perverse, he did look away from her by turning his head to the side.<br/><br/>Suddenly, a knock came at the door. "Who could that be?"