Blare felt the light tug as someone touched her coat. Turning quickly she sees it in the hand of a boy with fox ears. SHe looks to the coat in his hand then to his face, "is it customery to pull on others clothing here." She raised an d eyebrow, "don't get me wrong I like tearing clothes off to, but I atleast wait until it's called for." She stepped closer and slowly pulled the frabric from his fingers.