She nods; tossing the clothes he has given her on the bed beside them, and lets the towel drop. He wrenches in a breath and averts his eyes. "You've seen it before, Malfoy," she tells him, angry through split lips, and he hisses and shakes his head, still refusing to look. "You f-f-uck...ra-ra...hurt me, Malfoy. Now you're afraid to look at what you did? Everyone already saw me. Everyone, you included. There's no point in me trying to pretend any kind of modesty, or privacy, because I – I –"