[This situation just went from bad to worse, in a way that literally wouldn't be a problem for an average modern day person, unfortunately we don't have those here. Van Zieks can't help but catch a glimpse of Kaspar in his undershirt, but very quickly averts his gaze as he attempts to fight back the redness that flushes his pale face.]
N-no, please, keep your shirt, Mr. Blumlund! [Switching to a more formal address as if to counterbalance the massive impropriety going on here. Kaspar didn't give it but van Zieks sure has been taking note of everyone's profiles.]
I only need to run to the other room for my waistcoat. Please, excuse me- [And he makes a brisk exit to the other room. He isn't even thinking about the fact that a van Zieks could certainly never be caught dead wearing a flannel shirt like some sort of workman. There's too many other distracting thoughts going on in his head, including how surprisingly toned Kaspar is?? But why would it be surprising, Kaspar surely could be a military man by the uniform he'd worn before, which would also explain his practical skills. Wouldn't it be normal then??? Why is he thinking about it!!!!]
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N-no, please, keep your shirt, Mr. Blumlund! [Switching to a more formal address as if to counterbalance the massive impropriety going on here. Kaspar didn't give it but van Zieks sure has been taking note of everyone's profiles.]
I only need to run to the other room for my waistcoat. Please, excuse me-
[And he makes a brisk exit to the other room. He isn't even thinking about the fact that a van Zieks could certainly never be caught dead wearing a flannel shirt like some sort of workman. There's too many other distracting thoughts going on in his head, including how surprisingly toned Kaspar is?? But why would it be surprising, Kaspar surely could be a military man by the uniform he'd worn before, which would also explain his practical skills. Wouldn't it be normal then??? Why is he thinking about it!!!!]