Re: Roof, near a skylight
The laugh that slipped out was full of disbelief and real amusement. "Sure you are. Walking around with your top undone for everyone who wants to stare at'cha. You look real rehabbed." Zee's hand moved to flick fingers toward Jules' bare torso, as if he needed to explain what he was talking about. In any other situation he likely would have actually touched that pale skin, but he kept questing fingertips to himself. The intent was there though, easy to read.
He smiled at the tickle of pen, ink laid on skin, instead of under it, and glanced at the address. It wasn't familiar, and he'd have to look it up, but he nodded like he knew where it was. "Alright," he agreed, ignoring the insidious guilt in favor of the tug of want in his chest. "Want I should bring anything?"