She turned, and then spotted the fabric tumbled over a stool under the window. “Here it is.” She pulled it over her head, smoothing the fabric out. Rafael opened the door, frowned disapprovingly at Isaac’s nudity, even more disapprovingly at Summer’s presence, and reported, “Your armour and weapons are prepared for your challenge, Master Isaac.”
He had bent to pull his clothes from under his feet, before sighing and rolling his eyes as Rafael entered the room. The other male had come across him naked before, so he wasn’t bothered about that, but more the fact that he could tell he wasn’t pleased about finding Summer there. “Thank you, Rafael — I’ll be out shortly.”
“Yes, Master Isaac.” Rafael shut the door firmly, though not without narrowing his eyes at Summer. She pressed her lips together, before taking the shirt out of Isaac’s hands and pulling it over his head.