He was content to just watch her while stretching his long legs out and wiggling his toes a bit as she got the water ready and began working at the arm straps. She captivated him, even with simple gestures and captured his thoughts, filling them with her. It's just a bath, he has to remind himself. There wasn't a need to get carried away.

His suspenders and socks go next as he rises to his feet again, followed by his shirt as he tugs it over his head. His hair becomes a bit mussed up by the motion and he immediately runs his fingers through it to smooth the dark curls out again, tugging them free of the tie he'd begun wearing to keep it all tame.

His hair was getting longer recently and he hadn't bothered to cut it. The thought was there, but the convenience of having droids to keep him prim and proper was not. So, he lets it grow, along with the faintest bit of stubble on his chin that he did take care to keep at bay.

"We do. Can't have the Assistant to the Seneshal walking around and smelling, after all." He smiles faintly, though there was a hint of wickedness to it, as he moves in on her and his hands drop to her belt to kindly help her remove it.