Twitching slightly as the magic falls over him, Heine manages to stand on his feet more or less steadily a second later. He looks down to see the effects of whatever Jade had cast. Even if Jade can't see him, he keeps the towel around himself.

He doesn't want to talk about it. Heine would much rather just go back to his own room and stay there until this passes, somehow, but knowing Jade he'd just break in anyway.

So he has to. Just to get this over with.

"Can you get them out? On your own?" Heine can recall now, that he'd tried, but the seconds immediately after are a vague blur. At least the fact that Jade can't see him is at least slightly comforting, and as he talks Heine gingerly touches the curve of his stomach with one hand, feeling out how much he's stretched to accommodate.