[Rich does manage a smile at her antics, but his hands are still nervously rubbing at his arms. Usually, he isn't at all self-conscious about them, but when it comes to how they might burden him... he's a lot less comfortable admitting weakness.]

I was just kind of curious about your ideas for clothes and stuff... I kind of have trouble wearing a lot of fabric, considering, you know.

Do you think you might find something that'd be a little less itchy on my scars? It's no big deal if that's not what you were gonna use the clothes for! I just thought...

[He can't meet her gaze anymore, and he rubs the back of his neck so he has something non-harmful to do with his hands.]