This isn't how anyone ever wants to be seen, something Caesar is very aware of. He himself hadn't been keen on the idea himself, back when he was poisoned. It's a weakness, being seen like this, being seen as just human after all. Or merely mortal, if one takes races beyond human into account.

He doesn't say a thing about it, though. Instead, he focuses on the task he's set for himself and frowns at the sheets pinned under Collette. He gives the edge of one a tug, but that's no use. He would need her to move to get them out from under her or...

"And yet somehow I don't think now is the right time to pretend to look," he at least comments on that. A second tug is given to the sheets and they do move a bit, but it would be a slow process to drag them out. "Okay, so, we have a few options. I can go to the door and try to get someone's attention from there, I can try working these out from under you, or I can rip the sheet off the privacy curtain and use that."

No matter what, he's not leaving the room until she has something better and bigger to use as a cover, even if only a temporary one.