Despite his intention to remain completely stoic and unaffected, Abi's jibe did make him smirk a little against his will. Damn her. Who was this crazy, and strangely mesmerising woman? "Well. Worrying never did anyone any good anyhow. I'm not dead, what more do I want?" he retorted, intending it as a sort of twisted joke but there was a definite bitterness to his tone. As if he were repeating remarks rather than coming up with them on his own.
He gave her a curious look, and then his eyes widened as she seemed intent on stripping off. But wait- he frowned and leaned forward, fingers moving as if he might touch her but just stopping short. "You- I - what? That's- it's not permenant?" he queried, even though the tenderness of the surrounding skin proved otherwise already. This was a fairly new addition. "Why?" he couldn't understand this.