He hadn't looked to see that she'd stripped down again, too intent himself on finishing the task she'd given to him. But when he heard her humming, he couldn't help but look over his shoulder. How odd that a girl, seconds ago trebling and tearful, could now be humming while she cleaned blood off herself. It was a terribly strange thing --
-- and all the thoughts went straight out of his head as he saw her naked back, her lovely hair stark and beautiful against the paleness of her skin... He quickly turned back around to the counter, grateful he didn't have to say anything to her. His tongue felt like it'd gone numb. It took focus to finish the lemon-cutting.
And then she was there again, thankfully covered up once more, and... moaning as she ate lemons. Christian swallowed three times before he managed to croak, "Is that what you were hoping for?"