Haleth chuckles against his mouth. "You have not yet viewed much of it, for all that you have so carefully removed my clothing." Mostly removed, at least. Untied, so much of it has fallen off her to make another blanket for them to lie on. They should perhaps take more care with such finely made garments, but neither is inclined to move. She slides a hand around to his chest, to rest on his collarbone, tracing the lines there. "Do you wish to see?"