Sev looked back at Eva, raising an eyebrow.
"Whats not wrong with being naked? Its embarrasing enough that I've had you...perving, on me while I was passed out..."
Shrugging, she looked back to the suit.
"If it was a fibre weave or a molded suit it would burn, but its not. Completely nonflammible. Hell, its supposed to be a liquid anyway..."
Trailing off, she adjusted a scrap of material.
"I just hope none is missing. It always seems to get tighter when that happens."
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
