Those dark eyes followed Gabriel's hand and he didn't realize he was holding his breath. Once he realized what the agent was doing, he quickly moved to help, pulling the collar of the robe a little tighter.

"Uh, yes to both."

Dal glanced over to where his clothes hung and offered a shy little smile. "I'm gonna... get dressed though."

That way they could both be a little more comfortable. No danger of slips or too much distraction in shirt and pants. Dal padded off to the bathroom and returned a moment later. Instead of the full outfit, he just wore the long-sleeved t-shirt and his pants (belt hidden by his shirt).

"That's better," he declared with a silly little spin.