Swallowing his pride was not something Chambers had learned to do very well. He couldn't recall off the top of his head any other time that he had felt so powerless, and it was quite possible that he never had. When his nurse finally came back, he knew that he was going to have to get past his discomfort and make the best of it. After all, an attractive, well-built woman was about to take his clothes off and touch his naked body. Sure she was wearing latex gloves and he couldn't even feel anything below his waist, but sometimes you have to take the little victories.

"Shaved?" he asked, his mind wandering for a bit before he realized exactly what she meant. 

"OH!" he exclaimed in realization, "You mean my face. Let it grow out a bit, we'll see how it comes in and go from there."

His eyes averted from the woman as she prepared to expose his naked body. His embarrassment compounded by the natural deduction she would make from his comment about shaving, along with the fact that he wouldn't be able to help her adjust his body very much with his arms as badly hurt as they were and his spine still injured. Trying to quell the redness that flushed his cheeks, Jason closed his eyes and tried to tell himself to stop being so negative. An attractive woman was taking his clothes off- if you called a hospital gown clothes. That hadn't had that happen since the last time he was home over 12 months ago. It would be best to just enjoy it as best he could. 

"I'm sure you get this all the time- and please, forgive my boldness- but if you see something you like... feel free to let me know." 

A sheepish smile cut across his lips, and he realized that it was almost impossible to look her in the eye, "You don't have to, it'd just be nice if you did. -Like what you see, I mean. -Well, and tell me, but even if you don't tell me, it'd be nice if you liked something... I mean... You know what I mean."