With only a minor detour, he grabbed his cloak off his chair when he saw it and threw it onto his back in a haphazard manner. Was it lazy? Yes. But as he walked back, Dainty surprised him by straightening out his cloak with her aura and fastening it properly. Though she did it without asking or saying anything, the assurance from knowing he couldn't be gawked at like a piece of meat so quickly by the mares around him outweighed the minor annoyance from her unannounced initiative.