"I've heard that before," Tony called after him with an almost audible grin. Though it was only after the water was shut off that he seemed to realize that he was currently wearing a lot of completely waterlogged clothing. He stripped off without shame, leaving his wet things pooled in the bottom of the shower as he wandered over to grab a towel of his own.

"So are we going in style or what?" He asked as he padded through to his bedroom and disappeared into a far door. "You're the strategist, regale me with your plans. Do you have spare clothes? I might have something that will fit you."