[ He wants to protest, to say that he does not get that easily flustered, but she'd never believe him. All evidence points to the contrary, and... well, the evidence is not wrong. At least in this place, it doesn't take much to make Steve fluster.
It's not a situation he's wholly unfamiliar with, though. Her ease and nonchalance about how little she's wearing brings a memory to the surface, a memory he's been trying not to think about. Diana would be the same, he realizes. She wouldn't care about nudity, she wouldn't be hindered by the same notions of propriety that have Steve flustering and fumbling right now— that had him flustering and fumbling a few times during his time with Diana, too.
It's a bit of a bittersweet memory, and his empty gaze is fixed on the floor when Re-L speaks again, snapping him out of his thoughts. ]
It's... yes. Actually, it is. [ He manages a faint smile before looking away again, though for different reasons now. ] Thank you.
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It's not a situation he's wholly unfamiliar with, though. Her ease and nonchalance about how little she's wearing brings a memory to the surface, a memory he's been trying not to think about. Diana would be the same, he realizes. She wouldn't care about nudity, she wouldn't be hindered by the same notions of propriety that have Steve flustering and fumbling right now— that had him flustering and fumbling a few times during his time with Diana, too.
It's a bit of a bittersweet memory, and his empty gaze is fixed on the floor when Re-L speaks again, snapping him out of his thoughts. ]
It's... yes. Actually, it is. [ He manages a faint smile before looking away again, though for different reasons now. ] Thank you.