[All ready to insist that of course it matters!!!, her logic stops him. Because really, it doesn't.]
[What does matter is that he's taken to sleeping without a shirt, not having found a good sleeping shirt yet that can handle his skin, and believing his privacy would be more or less intact. A habit that ends tomorrow.]
[Zelgadis squirms as her leg coils around him and her face nuzzles his shoulder. His nerves make the sensation faint but his adrenaline amplifies it tenfold, causing a rising heat in his face.] Y-you can't actually be happy about this!
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[What does matter is that he's taken to sleeping without a shirt, not having found a good sleeping shirt yet that can handle his skin, and believing his privacy would be more or less intact. A habit that ends tomorrow.]
[Zelgadis squirms as her leg coils around him and her face nuzzles his shoulder. His nerves make the sensation faint but his adrenaline amplifies it tenfold, causing a rising heat in his face.] Y-you can't actually be happy about this!