Bold of you to assume I had uniforms. [... Well, okay, he did, but still.

He can't help a soft bit of a snort as she makes her choice on this, the hand that had been on her waist sliding back down to press his claws against her. Not enough to remotely do any sort of damage, but he does enjoy at least the pressure of them.]

Guess that's what it was, hadn't worn anything like that since that whole fucking holiday business. Didn't really feel right to. Funny thing about it, though? Can't say I miss any of it.

[A small bit of a hum, he doesn't mind giving her a moment.] You ain't wrong about the smile part. We're all sharp teeth and his smile is... it ain't natural, guess that's why the stupid fucker does the radio shit.

[SOKIE, PLEASE.]

I wouldn't know, I'm not around him when he has his shoes off or anything?