"Oh, please. I can be drunk and mostly remember what occurred. Hardly a first for me. Terribly sorry that you have such difficulties yourself."

By now, of course, he's not concerned with his state of affairs, being naked before her. He's more interested in being sure his own clothes are generally clean and not torn; he is a bit sorry that he'd ripped any of hers, and he does intend on replacing it. Whether she likes it or not.

Fate does respect the state of one's clothes.

"None, if no one knows." Twisted Fate smiles wryly. "Really, is this so bad? I like to think we enjoyed ourselves and you can be lovely when you aren't scowling at me so much."