Mustang picks a pair of blue boxer briefs, and Vrenille ups the ante by holding up a blue jockstrap with white piping and red around the waistband. The coverage isn't bad in the front, but the back is...definitely assless.
"Too much?" That's half a question about his own suggestion (too much in the style department), and half an echo of Mustang's words, which it takes him a moment to clock, having not been thinking in those terms at all. When he does, a second later, he waves the concern away as though it's nothing.
"Eh, don't worry 'bout the cost. If anything's too dear I'll say so." He's not shy about that, but also he's doing all right for himself these days. Buying a guy a new suit of clothes is certainly within his means.
As far as the underwear he's holding goes, he might or might not be serious about the suggestion. The way he's smirking makes it a little difficult to tell. He's currently put back the first pair and is looking through the same style in different colour combinations. But then he notices the way the other man turns, pauses, hugs himself, and his expression grows a little more earnest.
"Way I see this place, we gotta do for each other 'cause the city don't do for us. Everything here's set up to make us need other people, get us relying on what bonds we make with 'em. It's maybe not how everyone sees it, maybe just part of how I grew up, but it seems to me we're all of us in this together. What I do for you, in a sense, it ain't for you alone, y'know?"
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"Too much?" That's half a question about his own suggestion (too much in the style department), and half an echo of Mustang's words, which it takes him a moment to clock, having not been thinking in those terms at all. When he does, a second later, he waves the concern away as though it's nothing.
"Eh, don't worry 'bout the cost. If anything's too dear I'll say so." He's not shy about that, but also he's doing all right for himself these days. Buying a guy a new suit of clothes is certainly within his means.
As far as the underwear he's holding goes, he might or might not be serious about the suggestion. The way he's smirking makes it a little difficult to tell. He's currently put back the first pair and is looking through the same style in different colour combinations. But then he notices the way the other man turns, pauses, hugs himself, and his expression grows a little more earnest.
"Way I see this place, we gotta do for each other 'cause the city don't do for us. Everything here's set up to make us need other people, get us relying on what bonds we make with 'em. It's maybe not how everyone sees it, maybe just part of how I grew up, but it seems to me we're all of us in this together. What I do for you, in a sense, it ain't for you alone, y'know?"