She was definitely laughing at him! Constans frowned indignantly, his hands balling into fists at his sides, eyes narrowing at her tone of speech which now seemed more sarcastic to him than proper. Preparing his rebuke, he was taken by surprise by her joke. He blinked in surprise and laughed, his anger vanishing in the face of such a brilliant idea.
"I considered it," Constans joked, "but I'm kind of a trendsetter. Soon everybody would be naked, and there are way too many old people around here. Nobody wants to see that."
When she crouched to meet his eyes- another way adults condescended to kids, and one which he would ordinarily be offended by- he instead smirked at the girl in amusement and crossed his arms.
"Good," he sniffed with affected haughtiness. "It's nice to know the help around here is competent." With an impish twinkle in his eye, amused to accuse Lee of being a servant, Constans turned and darted around the corner of the bath-room's dividing wall.
"I'll save you the trouble of drawing my bath," he added imperiously, his sly and still-joking voice echoing slightly from where he stood hidden in the other room, tugging off his shirt over his head. Mere seconds after he disappeared his tunic came flying abruptly out at Lee, followed closely by his other garments, one by one in quick succession. He hopped from foot to foot unseen after he tugged off his stockings- cold floor!
"As long as you take care that my tunic is fixed posthaste. It is my favorite one."