[ There's an immediate eye roll from Claude here, predictably enough, and if Sylvain hadn't already tossed his shirt aside Claude would have helpfully tossed it at its owners face. ]

I meant one layer over everything, not that I don't know how women's clothing works. [ Was that clear from what he said? No, but alcohol's made him think it was so he's going to carry right on sounding matter-of-fact. ] Plus, Hilda, I can't help but notice you didn't answer about getting us out of everything first.

[ A pause, as he helpfully leans his elbow on Sylvain for a full stacking up effect here and like he's siding with his co-conspirator rather than moving back and forth between whatever side ("side") of this will benefit him most, as usual. After getting comfortable, that's absolutely the perfect time to turn yet another innocent look on Hilda. ]

But if that'd also cause you to combust, we can wait. I'm sure Sylvain agrees.