"I am shit at ignoring temptation." Really, he was, it landed him in quite a bit of trouble in the past. "But right now I do not wish to subject anyone to me."

At least not naked. He feels clammy and achingly gross. Fevers weren't a THING in Antiva- at least when they were they were not quite so terrible. He frowned in the general direction of the new spirit, eyes narrowed against the green of the fade at the edges of his vision. "And your friends are...?"

Friendly, at least. That much he could tell.