Syn had no modesty. If she had sat there and took pictures of him changing clothes, it wouldn't have phased him. He honestly didn't even know whether she had turned away or not, and he didn't care. The question, however, he did care about that.
Syn scoffed a little as he shook his head, zipping and butting his leather pants once he'd shimmied into them. "That question has absolutely no relevance. Will and I are very different people. I wouldn't care if Will slept with the entire population of this place as long as he came home to me after and didn't neglect me and was happy in doing so. But that's not something that could be said about either of them."
Smoothing his hands down over his clothes, he retrieved his cigarette to have another drag before he ducked it out. Stopping to glance in a mirror, he checked his appearance before turning toward her to announce, "I'm going out so you and Ikon will have the place to yourselves."