"No, it pleases me that you think I am worthy," she chuckled as she watched him moving things around. At his next question toward her, she tilted her head, "You decide. I've already wore nothing for you, I can do it again if you wish." Of course she would sit naked for him anytime, but he didn't need to know that, she doubted he saw her with more than the eyes of an artist. She looked at him quizzically as she waited for his reply, wanting to go by his vision.