Elric scoffed and studied the young woman standing in front of him, it was amusing how she was clearly here to ask for his assistance in the matter but was still as arrogant as ever.
"So are you going to put a shirt on so we can have a proper conversation, or are you just going to sit there on a stamp naked like a barbarian?"
"Does the sight of me shirtless make you uncomfortable princess?" Elric responded in a taunting tone.
Eira knew that the title he had used to refer to her, 'princess', was merely a jab at her attitude, the man obviously had no idea who she was in the slightest, and in all honesty, she preferred it that way.
"As a matter of fact it does," Eira responded, "I do not wish to converse while you reek of sweat."
Elric rose from his stamp of a chair and shook his head, "I shall go bathe if it pleases her majesty," he teased with a bow. As he turned for his door, he coked his head towards it gesturing then woman to follow him.