[It feels nice. Huaisang's always liked being taken care of, especially by beautiful women, so he's quite happy to leave the nice lady to her task and submit to the caretaking. With how stressed out he's been lately at home and his brother's increasing strictness, he hasn't had a chance to sneak away to any brothels to relieve any of the strain. This has a similar kind of feel to his encounters with courtesans, gentle, warm, pleasant, without the deep emotional bond to go along with it and that, too, can be freeing.
The romantic mood lighting is pleasant, too, but he doesn't want to be presumptious under the circumstances. The lady's merely being kind, even if the suggestion of warming him up has his thoughts wandering in directions other than warm clothes and a cup of hot tea. Huaisang's cheeks are a bit flushed as his imagination runs wild for a few seconds before he remembers how to speak.]
It was pretty freezing. Is the rain here always like that?
[Then she's pulling his towel away and maybe what's underneath isn't particularly impressive. Huaisang's endowments are pretty average at best and being out in the cold rain isn't really doing him any favors. Blushing red with embarrassment, Huaisang hurries to cover himself with his hands, all too conscious of just how nice this lady's figure is and how cozy this dressing room is.]
Y-You said you had clothes here that I could borrow?
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The romantic mood lighting is pleasant, too, but he doesn't want to be presumptious under the circumstances. The lady's merely being kind, even if the suggestion of warming him up has his thoughts wandering in directions other than warm clothes and a cup of hot tea. Huaisang's cheeks are a bit flushed as his imagination runs wild for a few seconds before he remembers how to speak.]
It was pretty freezing. Is the rain here always like that?
[Then she's pulling his towel away and maybe what's underneath isn't particularly impressive. Huaisang's endowments are pretty average at best and being out in the cold rain isn't really doing him any favors. Blushing red with embarrassment, Huaisang hurries to cover himself with his hands, all too conscious of just how nice this lady's figure is and how cozy this dressing room is.]
Y-You said you had clothes here that I could borrow?