Ayl laughed at how flustered her misfortune got her, mostly because she seemed so confident that she didn't care only moments before. "Well I'm sure it won't be TOO hard to find something that fits, the city is damn huge after all. There's got to be at least one shirt left out there for a female midget," he said jokingly, ruffling her hair before turning around and starting to walk. "We'll see if we can find ourselves some new threads on the way to the rendezvous point. I don't think red is really my color," he added, looking over his outfit, which was likely permanently ruined from the copious amounts of blood now coating it.