[ Her gaze trails after him, and this time it's a little more of the appraising nature. Maybe she just wouldn't allow him clothes for a few days. But alas, no. She knows there are matters for her to attend to the next day and there's little point in taking that away from him when she won't be able to enjoy it.

So when someone does arrive in short order to whisk his filthy clothes away to be cleaned -- tempting to simply trash them as well but a few more instances of torture and the shirt at least wouldn't be worth keeping -- they also bring clean ones. Nothing ridiculous or indecent either; simple dark clothes not unlike what staff might wear during their off-time.

Once that matter has been tended to Kylo makes sure the door is locked and then lets her attention drift back to her entertainment. Her lips curl at the sound of the water still going and she starts pulling off her gloves. Privacy? Well, she didn't promise how much privacy or for how long. ]

It seems I was wrong, you do look as good wet as you do bloodied.

[ Her voice comes from the doorway as she leans an arm against it, naked as he is. ] Since it'll be a little while before your clothes are back I had them bring something else for you to wear. [ Kylo makes no effort to hide the way she looks him over, her intent fairly clear. ]