Riley swallowed and nodded, briefly pressing his forehead to the mattress before rolling onto his back and then pushing up onto his heels. He sat up and crawled to the edge of the mattress and then stood up and turned, facing away from the bed. He set his gaze, looking straight ahead, and let his arms hang at his sides. He hadn't felt self-concious before when he was nude in front of the vampire - nakedness was just a natural part of shifter life - but with the instinctive anxiety that came from having blood on his back came the tension that hardened the line of his jaw down his neck and to his shoulders. His nostrils flared at the sounds of the restraints being moved, but he didn't look.