It was all awkwardly bunched up fabric now anyhow. Even if she did take a moment to enjoy the crude grope of his hand, the way he had gone about it wasn't comfortable in the least.

"Very well." She assented to that, shrugging off the overcoat with practiced effort. The North was cold and one had to dress in layers for it. He had already managed a way past her undershirt to she shrugged it off as well, tossing it aside with much the same care as he had.

As she toed off her boots, she hmmed a little in thought. "How do you typically enjoy such meals as these then?" If Eska was anything, it was a seeker of amusement. She had just enough curiosity in other people and cultures to abide that.