[Honestly Idia would had found that amusing, but maybe she can hold that off as a promised surprise later, since she had offered to show him the full set once she found something to suit it's theme.
Taking that as a cue, Idia reached over his head, pulling his own shirt off, taking a moment longer to drag his hands out of the long sleeves. And resisting the urge to just try and hide, to cross an arm over to hug the other or anything like that. And he's... skinny. Skinner than that larger clothing gives the illusion to, a bit too much of his ribs and chest bones showing. Dropping his shirt to the floor before looking back to her as she moves in closer. A slow breath to calm himself before reaching out to her, trying to ignore the slight shake to his hand.
The touch is soft at first, his fingertips brushing against the curve of her neck by her shoulder, a pause, before slipping them further along her neck, thumb brushing over her jawline as Idia stepped in closer.]
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Taking that as a cue, Idia reached over his head, pulling his own shirt off, taking a moment longer to drag his hands out of the long sleeves. And resisting the urge to just try and hide, to cross an arm over to hug the other or anything like that. And he's... skinny. Skinner than that larger clothing gives the illusion to, a bit too much of his ribs and chest bones showing. Dropping his shirt to the floor before looking back to her as she moves in closer. A slow breath to calm himself before reaching out to her, trying to ignore the slight shake to his hand.
The touch is soft at first, his fingertips brushing against the curve of her neck by her shoulder, a pause, before slipping them further along her neck, thumb brushing over her jawline as Idia stepped in closer.]