[ Sylvain just grins at him, even though his gaze doesn't miss any of that. He is, however, at least pretending to be a gentleman tonight. Even if he is enjoying the tease for what it is.

Dress aside, Sylvain's finding his favorite part of the night might actually be Claude in those boots. ]

Oh, I bribed her with her own bottle of dye. [ he informs Claude impishly. ] Although I'm sure she wouldn't be opposed to accepting it after. Unless you like it enough to work it into your regular wardrobe, and then I'll have to find another way to soothe her disappointment. It will probably involve an ugly hat.

[ No one tell Hilda he insulted her sense of hat fashion. He likes living. ]

And while it is my color, the ruffles are on the wrong end. Alas.

[ As if that would be the only reason. ]