[He looks at the tattoo, nodding slowly since he thought it was purely decorative until this very moment.

He's not aware of the scratches on his back, but he has no recollection of who or when they might have been made either way. Rude tries to be as respectful as possible but he keeps sneaking glances at her, giving up on the search fairly quickly once she confirms his suspicions.]

Guess we've probably already seen each other naked. No point in modesty now. [It's what he has to tell himself before returning to bed with her, spreading the plates of breakfast foods around them so they can share it all.]

Now seems as good a time as any to ask your name, if you don't mind sharing it.