Heated Area: Pavel & Galad
"Very well. Your choice." Galad replied dismissively. If Pavel was afraid of removing his clothes, that was his decision. Galad accepted it. And then, since they had arrived on the edge of the jumping platform, casually shoved Pavel over the side.
Chuckling, Galad crouched on the ledge, perfectly balanced as a cat on his flexed legs and bare toes. He waited for Pavel to come back up before giving a small wave. "That's one."