Dorian squeezed his hand, one corner of his mouth lifting up at the corners. "It truly is. I cannot think of a single thing to recommend it. Not even the scenery."

His lips pressed together thoughtfully, as he looked at the outfit. "Right, well, I shall work on your top half, and you work on your bottom half. Seems ... appropriate enough." He rolled his eyes, "And if your arm is hurt, you should let me do that."

He worked on the buckles, easing them off carefully. He wasn't worried about seeing Cole naked, Maker knew he had the self control of a damned Brother, but he was worried about hurting him while stripping him.