[he grabs the towel mid-air, pulling it back into place. He blushes up to his ears. Her seeing him in these ways was still extremely fresh and strange. He tries to play all of this off.]
That... That is certainly true. We are individuals with restraint and willpower! A massage sounds like a perfect way to spend the time. My muscles are a tad achey; I've spent an entire day at the stables!
[he rambles more than he means to, but anything to diffuse the awkwardness. He steps back into the room and towards his bed, that being the only thing remotely long enough for him to lay down on.]