Guy's eyes widened, his hand freezing in hers. "Oh...right...sorry." Guy wasn't one to blush, but if he was, he would have been blushing. He should have known she wouldn't want him to get undressed out here, but this place was aready so strange to him, he didn't know what to think. Ordinary judgement didn't seem to serve here.
"A couple of weeks?" he questioned, frowning. "But... you were with me, this afternoon. We were on a ship two weeks ago." He shook his head. It just didn't make sense, she wasn't making sense.
Biting his lip, he looked around for these little rooms she talked about. "Where?" he asked, picking up one of the soft shirts and a pair of breeches, still feeling awkward. He hated having to ask her everything. How could he hope to impress her if he couldn't even survive by himself.