It was getting a little easier to breathe as Rupert felt himself cool off, although the fact that he was standing practically nude in front of a woman for nothing wasn't actually letting him breathe all that well anyway. At least the girl seemed helpful, and if Rupert hadn't been so mortified his grimace would actually have been a thankful smile. "Yes." He rubbed a hand across his forehead. "I t-t-think that would h-h-help."
Rupert thought he might have some cool pajamas amongst his things, and as soon as this young lady turned around he would run to his room and look for them. He'd rather spontaneously combust than remain in the nude in front of her for another second. Rupert pointed to his bedroom door. "My room. I'll b-be in there...clothes." The volume of his voice lowered in the middle of the sentence, but hopefully she understood. "T-thank you." He said at last. As soon as he walked into his room, however, the temperature rose again and Rupert let go of his towel to run both hands through his hair, pushing it back away from his forehead. It was all coming back and he wanted nothing to do with any kind of pajamas anymore. Again. "Oh g-good Lord this has g-g-got to be s-some sort of v-virus. I am going to die in a p-p-p-uddle of m-my own sweat, with not a clothing item to give me some s-s-s-emblance of dignity."