Atton knew a lot of crazy people, okay? He had a different way of scaling!

... and also a six pack and several other muscle groups that kind of went in against that 'don't give a shit' theory, but he'd stripped quick and turned-around for a reason. Not everyone needed to know he didn't actually sleep in until one every morning, then binged on snack food, thanks.

"Hey, hey, I look fine," Atton retorted. "At least I did-- seriously, we're done?"

It had been such an Olympian ordeal, he could hardly believe it. (Or he was exaggerating. Or both. Probably both.)