"If it's all the same to you, I think it's your turn to do the getting through to me next time something fucked up happens," Mary said with a faint smile.
She caught the gesture of hanging onto the towel and it made sense to her. Nudity was its own form of vulnerability, particularly to a man who spent much of his time in actual body armor. And considering that he'd just discovered that his most closely held secret wasn't a secret anymore, and that he'd just had at least a year's worth of memories from an alternate life stuffed into his mind.
She fumbled around until she found Johnny's clothes and set them on the edge of the bed for him before she went to sit at the table and made a point to avert her eyes. It was also a little strange to go from the Johnny who'd just worked his way up to kissing her to a Johnny who'd had no qualms about showering while she was in the next room.
"I'm thinking maybe we wait a few hours before we start off on this hunt," she said lamely. Getting back to work might be the best thing, but they both needed at least a little time to get their heads straight. She took a deep breath and tried to remember exactly what they'd been looking into here. It seemed like nearly a lifetime ago now.