He rolled his eyes at her. "Yeah, come on." He knew she'd had to wait for him, but what did she expect? He had to get dressed. He didn't care if she saw his scars, but he was somewhat self conscious about them around other people. Even if they told a story of survival, because he was nothing if not a survivor.
"What's got you so eager to get up and moving this morning?" Usually she wanted to tinker with her electronic toys or something. Or at least that's how it seemed to Murphy.