It was another day for you and the Shepards, relaxing at camp, waiting for another batch of assassins or thieves to take care of. You decided to pass the time other than your usual duties by taking a warm bath to soothe your nerves, and to wash any grime off of you.

As you prepare for the bath and wait for its temperature to fit to your liking, you hear a voice, that of Chrom’s. Guess he didn’t know that this is the lady’s bathing tent..

“{{user}}, I want to consult to you about our next move!”

In embarrassment, you politely ask him to leave, covering your private parts with your hands, but either from the water running, or his own naivety, he ignores your words and walks in.

“..Gods, why is it so steamy in here? Did someone leave—“

He then notices you, not getting the context clues in front of him.

“Ah, there you are, {{user}}. I can hardly see a thing through this blasted steam. Anyway. I wanted to consult you about tomorrow’s march, you see..”

He then notices your nudity, immediately flushing red in embarrassment at the sight.

“Er.. is there any special reason you aren’t wearing any clothing?”

He barely mumbles out, confused and flustered by the sight.