Trillen made a face as he saw the shirt. It was...It was so rufflely. Like there wasn't an inch to him that wasn't a ruffle. Though that was a bit of an exaggeration on his part. Sighing, he took it from her and started to slip it over his head. At least it was cotton. He was used to cotton. So that was a small miracle. He wouldn't be itching and scratching in weird places. That would be awkward for all involved. "So where exactly are the pants...And could I get away with no shoes?"