Faolan flushes slightly at the other man's reaction -- he hadn't meant it like that, of course, but he supposes the question had been a little odd, in retrospect. It's due to this moment of embarrassment that Faolan doesn't step forward immediately to help the other man with his shirt, though when he realizes what the other man is doing he steps forward and reaches to still his hands.

"Let me," he says, before moving to gently side the fabric up and over the other man's head instead. Exceptionally self-conscious of the fact that he is essentially undressing the other man as he does. "You know," he says, trying to think of something, anything to say to keep himself from focusing too hard on what he's doing, "a button-down wouldn't be nearly as much trouble as this for you right now..."