They get undressed, of course.

Xinae immediately unbuckled her leather armour and threw it across the room, standing there in her panties, her tattoos, and nothing else. "It might be good for sneaking around, but all that tight leather fucking CHAFES after a while, you know?"

Stretching her lithe body, Xinae's eyes fell on Naomi's curves as the paladin removed her metal armour and fashionable tunic. Naomi noticed the little thief's stare. Looking down at her chest, barely contained by her struggling bra, Naomi said, "Ah Xinae, I assume you want to grope my bosom again don't you? I know it helps you sleep. Very well but make it quick. Give me a moment to free my breasts and then - "

"Hold on!!" Cal was shocked, frozen as she removed her robes. "What do you mean?! Xinae's been... groping... your... bosom... every evening?" Xinae stepped behind a passive Naomi and started weighing her expansive bust in her little hands, rubbing her palms up and down the underside. She stuck her tongue out at Cal and teased, "You're just jealous, aren't ya mate? You wish you had your hands on these puppies every night!"

"My lady, please! You can't allow a common thief - or well, anyone - touch your naked body! Perhaps someone trusted and beloved would be acceptable, but Xinae? And for it to be daily! And to openly consent to it?" The monk looked like she was going to explode with the effort of controlling her emotions.

"Calli, you're being irrational. It helps her sleep, and we'll need to be on top form - now Xinae, please, don't rub your body against mine like that when I'm trying to explain the situation, it's distracting. Anyway, we'll need to be on top form for the quest tomorrow morning. As her leader, it is my duty to assist her. She'll only be a few more minutes, now would you kindly help me remove my brassiere for her?"

"Lady Naomi, you trust me, don't you? Please believe me when I say that this little recidivist is taking advantage of your generous nature. Xinae, go sit on the bed. Do not argue with me. I shall assist you in getting changed, my lady, to prevent any further improper behaviour." Cal waited, arms crossed, until Xinae was seated on the room's one large bed, then stepped behind Naomi. Cal couldn't resist moving a little closer than was necessary, and feeling the warmth radiating off Naomi's skin. Her hands even shook a little as she went to undo her friend's bra.

Strictly speaking, she didn't have to reach her arms around to take Naomi's bra off. She didn't really need to do it in such a borderline sensual way, either. It wasn't obvious whether Naomi noticed... but Xinae certainly did. She watched like a hawk as one of her teammates, dressed in tight athletic underwear and almost panting with repressed desire, helped her other teammate, the blushing bombshell, step out of her panties. Then Cal helped Naomi put on her flimsy silk nightie, eyes almost popping out of her head.