Well, it shouldn't need SAID that you close your eyes or turn away. But Gar definitely gets a view. Dorrek is broad and tightly muscled and the man's body can't be denied to be a spectacle all its own. Worth the price of admission? Probably not. But it's something.

"Well, you are early. As you can see, there is no food here yet. I expect it shortly."

He finishes pulling on the clothes and they pull together into a seamless outfit. One that hugs him in all the lovely places, but doesn't cover his arms unlike other Skrull. The bulk of his hard shoulder plates, unique to him, don't really allow it.

"Come, sit."

He gestures to a couch as he grabs up a towel and starts drying his hair.