[ He's glad he's not the only one having a little trouble, but he manages to push his pants and underthings down and off of him quickly enough, tossing them in the corner with the rest of his things. He stands, awkward now, and looks at Thomas to figure out where they want to go next.
He's only half erect, but even half is... considerable, drawing attention away from the multitude of scars all over his body. Some had been visible with his clothes, but now it's clear just how much of a patchwork of surgery he really is.
That's the other thing. He's looking to Thomas to make sure everything is still all right. The drugs are keeping him from dwelling or being self-conscious, but he knows that well enough to pause. ]
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He's only half erect, but even half is... considerable, drawing attention away from the multitude of scars all over his body. Some had been visible with his clothes, but now it's clear just how much of a patchwork of surgery he really is.
That's the other thing. He's looking to Thomas to make sure everything is still all right. The drugs are keeping him from dwelling or being self-conscious, but he knows that well enough to pause. ]