Estinien would normally not watch with interest as another man undressed--little did he think of others in such a possibly suggestive way, but with alcohol addling his brain he could not help his gaze. It wasn't till Aymeric had stumbled off to the bathroom had he realized he had stared as long as he had.

A quiet curse to himself under his breath as he finished his own undressing. It wasn't odd for men to undress around each other as it was, especially those from your unit. So why the image stuck with him, or drew his attention at all was strange to him.

"I can imagine not much would," he replied curtly, not moving from his place in the room, his eyes falling to the bottle of ale. Grabbing it, he opened the bottle before taking a generous drink of it. Perhaps it would wash down his wondering thoughts of his comrade showering in the other room.