[He averted his eyes as much as possible, his chest tight as he felt a lustful ache run through him. He shut it down in an instant- why of all the things she could be wearing did it have to be that dress? And from what he could tell, the chances were high she didn't know the exact reason that particular piece got him riled up.

He got to his feet, pushing himself up with his crutch.]

No, it's fine. I just thought ya might have picked something more comfortable if you were goin' to spend the rest of your days in that suit.