[accepts it gratefully, though that doesn't stop him from giving it a quick once-over with a critical eye. it's a very fine silk, undoubtedly expensive. runs it through his fingers a moment, enjoying the soft texture, then ties it around his waist. he nods as he does so, keeping his eyes on what he's doing.]

[mostly to himself, with obvious distaste] At least we can be grateful we aren't being forced to touch each other.

[looks up as he finishes.] Is this the first virus that's affected you?