"It's easier to wash paint off of skin than cloth." Said as if that thought is perfectly normal. There's a painting drying in the corner. She had hoped that a commissioned piece of the New York Skyline would, if not get her mind off it's current track, at least calm her down a bit. Which it did more than it didn't, but the idea was still crawling around in the back of her mind for her to deal with.

This was honestly the worst topic to ask about while naked, but also perfectly poetic as she felt very vulnerable asking about it. And she wasn't going to rush to get dressed if it was just Mat coming over.

She slips a bit of scrap paper into her book and closes it properly. Sitting up and swinging her legs off the bed to better watch Mat move, she doesn't care if he gts undressed since- well, she was. And if she let a little thing like that distract her from her question, well... she'd never ask. "You're dating a guy from one of the factions, right? And you've definitely hit on me."

"How'd you know, that both were options for you?"