[Angel means the stripping, but he's so charmed by Wen Ning's reply that he doesn't correct him, easily complying.
It takes a bit more work than some of the more modern clothes he's grown used to, but the effect is definitely worth it, Angel moving a little more delicately as he examines those pretty sleeves. Not the clothing of a whore. Or at least as far as Angel knows, he's not sure how they might've dressed in Wen Ning's time, but he knows the whores of his own youth wouldn't be as obvious to modern eyes either.]
Ya talk about me like I ain't- [Well...some many things. And Angel flushes, shrugging it off to pose and preen.] I look good, don' I?
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It takes a bit more work than some of the more modern clothes he's grown used to, but the effect is definitely worth it, Angel moving a little more delicately as he examines those pretty sleeves. Not the clothing of a whore. Or at least as far as Angel knows, he's not sure how they might've dressed in Wen Ning's time, but he knows the whores of his own youth wouldn't be as obvious to modern eyes either.]
Ya talk about me like I ain't- [Well...some many things. And Angel flushes, shrugging it off to pose and preen.] I look good, don' I?