[Don't worry, she knows what this is like. She's not going to fault either them for it, with their instincts running wild because of a moon phase, however she doesn't want him punching the sky either. She'll ensure that he's properly taken out for food and a drink. Wining and dining, like one would before such things.

Also, did he really just admit to that? There's something to be said about a man who so confidently announces that he's downright bad, that it's rather attractive. It's probably because of how bold and brazen he is.]

Such a proclamation! [She runs one hand over a fluffy ear.] It's very, how do they say it. [Wait for it.] Hardcore.

[It's his place, so surely no one is going to barge in if he leaves his door open, right? She doesn't even give it though, until he sets he down, and the water started to run. She's not startled, but she does notice that they're fast getting wet and they haven't stripped out of their clothes yet.]

You're that impatient, no? [With the water running over her, her clothes start to stick, clinging onto the slender form of her body as she still tries to unbutton her shirt to ensure that it won't actually be in the way. At the same time, she feels the comfort of running water over her body, one that is more sensitive to moisture in the air.] You better get yours off before I finish.