It's quick - and hopefully he misses it - the look she gives, starting from just below his navel travelling right up his chest to his face. Tyler's not one to be shy about being allergic to a shirt every now and then, but Caroline's always been so when it comes to noticing it. She ensures to keep her eyes firmly on his face, channelling all of her concentration into this one task that she almost misses spotting the details of his voice.

"Late much?" It's a bit weak, but she's eyeing the fact that he looks as though he's just fallen out of bed. She likes to think everyone is as prompt and timely as she is. It's something that's almost unnatural. Tilting her head, she squints her eyes as she teases, "Did I interrupt your beauty sleep?" It's then that she allows her gaze to flicker up his body, as if bringing forth the obvious gives her permission to pretend to not be noticing what she's obviously looking at.