it pretty much is, yes.

[ He's still drinking from his mug - it's really quite hot but that's both nice in itself, combating the intense cold creeping within him, and it's something he's just not paying much attention to anyway, since she's being... very something. He can't tell what it is just yet, but it's a lot of whatever it is.

He's also not going to touch his own clothes until he sees her start to mess with hers - this feels a lot like some sort of hazing thing, like the rest of the team is going to pop out, 'Gotcha!' except this isn't actually high school and there's no reason for his imagination to be doing things like that to him aside from the fact that it apparently just hates him. Right now, he sort of hates it a little bit too. ]

Won't take long. Just a little more to go. [ Sip, sip, drink. ]