A slow grin worked it's way over his lips. "No, I wont." He answered shrugging out of the doublet once the buckles were fully undone. From the looks of most of the shirts they would not require a tunic beneath them, so that too was tugged up over his head and cast aside, onto the floor.
"Outside is a different story. In here, in my bed chamber..." He trailed off. She was a smart girl, she could figure out on her own where that was leading. His hand dropped to the top tie of his leather trousers. Blue catching green between her fingers. "Though I will be gentlemanly enough to warn you... I do not wear brais."