Casca stood in the center of the huge room wearing only a loincloth.

"How in the hell can you stand wearing one of these things?"

"Think you can stand wearing them more or less permanently?"

He was back aboard the Raven, standing wearing his suit, helmet in hand.

Argentyne stood in the middle of them like someone wearing a human shield; she was blinking too much.

When he regained consciousness, the First was standing very near to him wearing an expression of genuine concern.

The crew made sure the four were standing in different order wearing different shirts.

Marietta stood in the center of the floor wearing her wedding ring and nothing else.

Can't see how women can stand wearing all that stuff.

They stood wearing rather bruised looks, as people do who've been subject to several minutes' ranting.