Conrey listened, but as he realized what she was suggesting he simply rolled his eyes, though didn't interrupt. "That, little one, is out of the question. I am here to guard and protect. I will live my life as I please and I will get the job done. Now I am a decent man, don't get me wrong," he told her hurriedly, not wanting her to think he wanted to walk around naked at all times.
"And I enjoy the comforts of clothing as any other, I'm sure. But I will not have you tell me what I can or cannot do. I simply won't. It's the principle of it, Miss Fairchild. I would not insist upon you wearing something particular at all times," he scoffed. "And I will not let you dictate my clothing or when I choose to wear it. Next rule?" he gestured for her to move along, that it was no longer up for discussion.