Victor frowns thoughtfully. Babel didn't seem to have any problems lifting -- his body -- when he last left it. Even still, it seems kind of weird. "That's all right," he says. "There must be something around here for me to do it myself."

"Oh, yes! I believe I saw one in there," he nods, grinning. "I could --" And then she goes on and the smile drops. "What -- did you just say--" There's that blush again. She isn't suggesting -- that he -- All right, accuracy is important to ensure he doesn't hurt himself, but the frank way in which she said "without their clothes. . . ."

"Over here," he says, shaking his head and indicating the bathroom door. He opens it and looks around -- yes, there is a scale in there. He looks at it a moment, then back at Cameron. "I could weight myself, but if you're s-suggesting I ought to do it n-n-nnn -- w-without my -- c-c-clothes -- could you wait outside? Please?" Cameron acts strange enough at times that he wouldn't be surprised if she had little sense of modesty. But having a girl in his room is one thing -- disrobing in front of her is quite another!