She oughtn't to have cared one way or another which suit he chose, or which handkerchief, but the pause before she replied implied that she did. Or maybe cared was too strong a word, but she was being thoughtful about this interaction, however haphazardly it had started. Ford couldn't help but feel as though he was somehow being disingenuous with her by continuing it, though he told himself that was silly.
"Yeah, alright," he agreed after a moment. "I'll check if they've got one in the same cut. Unless you've some opinions about that, too?" he teased. Mostly teased — just like the comment about the color earlier that he'd thought he'd been directing at Tycho had been mostly preparing an escape route for when he didn't go through with buying the suit. Before, there had been a small, almost unacknowledged part of him that had been hoping for a compliment in return — in this case, that part of him was curious exactly how deep her opinions on his outfit went.
"Yeah, alright," he agreed after a moment. "I'll check if they've got one in the same cut. Unless you've some opinions about that, too?" he teased. Mostly teased — just like the comment about the color earlier that he'd thought he'd been directing at Tycho had been mostly preparing an escape route for when he didn't go through with buying the suit. Before, there had been a small, almost unacknowledged part of him that had been hoping for a compliment in return — in this case, that part of him was curious exactly how deep her opinions on his outfit went.
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