"You asked!" Karla protested, stung. "I even asked if you were sure!"

She couldn't be sure without a mirror, but Karla was willing to bet her current expression was not at all enhanced by the addition of a night's growth of facial hair.

She did notice Warren's toplessness, but couldn't really offer anything of her own without stripping down entirely. She unwrapped some of the blanket from around herself. "Come here," she offered. "I bet you're, ummm, cold."