[ If he wasn't currently so fucked in the head, he might even find her fingering fumbling with his metal parts like that somewhat of a turn on. Right now though, as they're making progress, Adam just feels more and more tired, the need to sleep and recharge slowly overtaking him. ]

Oh I don't think your things... are quite my size. Even if I did wear undergarments regularly.

[ Yeah, he doesn't wear underwear every day, why do you ask. He sort of idly stares at her face (and maybe sometimes his gaze drops a little further down) as she continues to work on him, eyes half-lidded and about ready to rest them. ]

...Still, you'll regret that one day. [ Simply because of how clingy he is, but other things, as well. ] And when you do I can at least say, 'I told you so'.

[ Very fleetingly one of his hands brushes against her upper arm. It's a very light touch. ]