[Oh thank Yoba this dude is also kind of a dumbass. Shane chuckled nervously.]

Yeah, man, don't even worry about it. Thanks for getting all that armor off because I was not gonna know how to do that...

[Okay, now what? Shane took in the sight of Caspar, overcoat open and rippling muscle everywhere and sexy, badass scars and immediately regretted what he knew would have to be the next step. He unzipped his hoodie, tossing that onto Caspar's armor pile, before doing the same with the jersey he wore underneath. This left him shirtless now, soft arms and definitionless chest on full display. Shane tried not to obsess over how squishy he was in comparison, but it was hard not to be worried that the beer gut and love handles might not be Caspar's cup of tea. He didn't think Caspar would suddenly turn him away, but...]