"Good," Kylo nodded and let the cloth settle between them. He was still dressed in his full regalia and seemed unbothered by the heat. The evening was nice and the uniform was surprisingly cool despite all of the layers.
Retracting his hands from the top, he moved them over her arms. His leather gloves were so fine, the fabric so smooth but worn with use, and glided over her biceps easily. The left hand moved up her neck to grab a fistful of her ponytail. As before he was not exactly gentle on his actions but he was not causing harm either. Kylo tilt her head to the left, then leaned in to speak against the crook between neck and shoulder just below her ear. He was quiet.