[ A raised brow accompanies her shirt-tearing, followed by curling and uncurling the hand on his injured arm. ]
Keep that up, Miss Iona, and soon you'll be walking around wearing nothing. Keep your clothes on, please.
[ And, well. Like a gentleman— for a given value of one, since his jacket is mildly dirty now— he shrugs off his coat and puts it around Iona's shoulders. ]
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Keep that up, Miss Iona, and soon you'll be walking around wearing nothing. Keep your clothes on, please.
[ And, well. Like a gentleman— for a given value of one, since his jacket is mildly dirty now— he shrugs off his coat and puts it around Iona's shoulders. ]