"I'm dressed. I'm sorry if my mansome hairy chest threw you off." It wasn't exactly how he wanted to get the conversation started--an awkward moment was hardly an ideal way to begin a discussion about feelings and whatnot--but it could have been worse. He'd almost gone into the bathroom without his pants, and having nothing on but a towel would not have made for a pleasant experience.
Gar took the pillow out of her hands and tossed it back on the bed. "So... let's talk, I guess," he said eloquently.