Karen remained calmly unaware of what was going on, though her body registered another's touch on her face and chest, autonomic processes starting up in response. Reaching behind herself, she opened the clasp to her bra, which she then unceremoniously let drop to the floor.

There was the briefest glimmer of intelligence in Karen's eyes as she tried to decide whether that last part had been a separate command, but it quickly faded. Evidently she settled on yes, because she then thrust out her chest just slightly to give Asuka a better view.