She's fine with his less layers. It means she can get her hands on him sooner, and that's exactly what she does, running her hands over his back, shoulders, collarbone, chest. He's real and solid and she's touching him.

It's not enough to satisfy though. So where she's usually shy and hesitant with undressing, this time she's swift to help him with her tunic, arching her back as she helps him pull it over her head. There's not a trace of a blush this time. She's too focused on wanting him, needing him.