Zero gasped, the gasp transitioning into a shocked grunt as he stepped backwards. His gloved hand fumbled for the door-handle, and to no avail, he brought it back down to his side, clearing his throat after that small loss of his cool. "C.C.," he began, slowly swinging the door half-way shut, covering the rest of the doorway with his body, "Might I get you some clothes?"
C.C. was currently undressing herself to slip into bed for the night. She immediately heard the door swing open, making her turn and eye who opened it. She saw Zero standing there and she crossed her arms over her chest, watching him stumble back and shut the door.
She sighed, as if nothing happened, answering him, “I prefer not to sleep in clothes for the night.. But thank you for offering.”