The comment makes Klaus smiler and he looks over at Obi-Wan, soft and fond as he turns onto his side and props his head up on his hand, reaching out to walk his fingers across Obi-Wan's bare chest. Klaus often finds himself in unexpected situations, but they ones in Darrow are almost always improved by Obi-Wan's presence.

"And here I thought art was meant to be put on display," he drawls out, smirking a bit as he gently tweaks Obi-Wan's nipple. "Should I find something to preserve your modesty? A fig leaf, perhaps?"

He laughs again and taps Obi-Wan's nose with the tip of his finger before flopping onto his back again, wriggling his shoulders as he settles into a prime nap position. "I'll put on my underwear, but you have to get it. I'm not moving from this spot for at least an hour."