Lucy nodded once in agreement, then lifted his shirt just enough that she could unfasten her jeans, sliding them down just as slowly, almost carefully, as she'd undone the button and zipper. It wasn't exactly intended to be anything more than casual, but it was difficult to keep taking one's pants off as simple as that, even with her motivation to be rid of them. Really, she wouldn't have objected to him reading any more into it, either. A part of her was almost hoping for it, in fact, but she was trying to ignore that.

Having stepped out of her jeans, she left them in a pile on the ground, letting out an easy laugh as she took a step in Ryan's direction. The clothes would probably all dry faster if she laid them out properly, but there'd be time for that later. Just then, she didn't much care. She much preferred what little attire she had on. "Thanks again," she said, smoothing his shirt over her waist, "for letting me stay here, and all. If this keeps up, I really think I'd have gone crazy up at the treehouse." The rain didn't show any sign of slowing, either, and she was pretty sure she was glad for that. The more it rained, the longer she'd have an excuse to be staying with him.