Doug kept his head down and his eyes away from the blue woman. He also made sure his hands were in the front pockets of his hoodie so he could hold it out and as far down as possible when he stood up to follow, legs squeezing together while he was still. He gulped again, unable to tell if she had noticed or was offended by his actions, his silence since he was pointedly not looking at her.
But he now had a much better visual image of her to go along with all the hazy security footage he'd seen of her in the few databases with info on Magneto he'd gone into. He'd known - intellectually - that she'd been naked in them. But they been so muddied as far as quality went that all he'd really been able to make out was the outline of a very fit, very blue body. In person was an entirely different experience.
Doug forewent speaking and saying something really stupid, and instead nodded and tried to keep his eyes near her feet. Her blue, naked feet that were turned toward the door. Which meant her blue, naked butt was likely turned toward him...
If it was possible for him to get redder, he did. His eyes remained studiously on the floor.