"Alright, can't be going around in wet clothes~", came from Mordred as she tried to stand up. As she pulled her now-soaked top of in one fell swoop, she noticed something different about law in her half-drunk stupor. "Heey, whasthat beteen your legs, Law?", clearly puzzled at the entirely visible length of her Master. Even if she was sober, she would've not known of it.