Autharyx' smile slowly droped when it became clear that something was bothering his host. At first he thought that he must have interrupted a private moment after all, but the half-breed's comment made him suspect it was about his clothes. As Viltez looked away, he quickly looked down to check if he had somehow put the garment on wrong. Viltez had been the one to give it to him, so the garment itself couldn't be the issue, could it? 

He'd known humans were very peculiar apt which parts of the body were acceptable and which weren't, but as far as he could tell the most impolite parts were covered. Still, 'I'm not judging' implied that there was something that should be judged, so he told himself that he would strive to be more careful in the future. 

"I did not want to rifle through your stuff uninvited, " he said by manner of explanation, leaving out the part where he'd really wanted to, but decided not to four politeness' sake. "It would be nice to wait with you. I am not cold, " he added hesitantly in case Viltez was actually worried about that. He noticed the man's face had coloured up again, and tiled his head slightly as he tried to figure out what that could mean. He'd done that yesterday, when his touch seemed to have made him uncomfortable. Did it mean he would rather Autharyx headed back inside? 

"Um, or I could head back in, if you'd prefer? " Autharyx didn't quite like the tentative edge to his voice, but he couldn't really keep it out.