Called out. Ah. Dimitri pauses, not having truly thought this far, and not really in much of a mind for a good answer, either. Still, he has to say something.

"I was thinking..." Dimitri glances away, to try and get his brain together, except that means his eye lands on Claude still stripping, and, oh, no, it's not any easier in reverse, especially with no story to distract him. He quickly looks away again. "You were quieter."