[He quickly turns as well, shielding his eyes. He feels like a dumb teenager except that if he was his face would be scorched red.]
Don't think... this crowd... would be... that impressed... if I did...
[Wrong kind of eating, a voice says in his head and he wants to grip the hoodie he's removed and drag it over his head.]
Im... sorry to have... asked this of you...
[He waits until his hoodie and jacket are both taken before he dares to turn back. The bra and shirt will be hastily tucked to hang out the pocket of his jeans.]
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Don't think... this crowd... would be... that impressed... if I did...
[Wrong kind of eating, a voice says in his head and he wants to grip the hoodie he's removed and drag it over his head.]
Im... sorry to have... asked this of you...
[He waits until his hoodie and jacket are both taken before he dares to turn back. The bra and shirt will be hastily tucked to hang out the pocket of his jeans.]