There's a high noise of panic that escapes him before he can stop it - not at being undressed, though that is...that is another matter entirely. He moves his fingers idly to the buttons of his shirt, but he's shaking, fumbling.

"...It's just that...I'm...I'm sort of...afraid...of tight spaces?"

He watches, briefly, as the bubble bath is poured in. As it stands, this bath is...much nicer than anything he had ever had access to, let alone with bubble bath. The scent of roses is...nice, actually. Puts him a little at ease.

Herbert sort of...puts him to mind of flowers, if he thinks about it a little.