His back to her, Pavel furrowed his brow at her insinuation. He might have issues conveying his own thoughts in English but he understood it pretty well. However his language barrier came in handy when he needed. "What?" He asked, turning to her with a confused look. "I am sorry, I do not think I know what..." He grabbed his undershirt from the floor and the button up. He vaguely realized he'd been wearing a lot of pieces, more dressed up thank he'd ever been thanks to Galad. And he didn't really remember removing half of them. "I am straight. It should not need to even be said." He told her. "But until tonight... and even with what I learned... it is hard to be close to girls."