"See? I like her," Noctis said pointing to Karena who was changing his views on vampires slightly. "She actually seems to care about her slaves instead of a certain body part." Shaking his head Noctis stood up when a slave return with a pile of clothing that hopefully would fit him. The pants were tight but they fight but the shirt fit fine. Did Noctis care that he had just gotten dressed in front of four Masters? Nope.
"I'm going to go explore. You guys do whatever you do." Noctis then headed for the door having his strength return with his body heating back up to normal.