Dion retrieves their oil and glances back to Joshua in time to catch him hopping about whilst removing his trousers. He smothers a laugh and lets his gaze travel up the length of those bared legs, then into the maroon ruffles and back down.

Dion unties the smooth rope around his own waist to part his own garments sufficiently for the proceedings, then saunters his way back over to Joshua with a grin. He crowds him close to the wall and trails his blunted claw up the length of his thigh.

"Smallclothes next. You shall need full use of your legs for this."