Caspar rolls his eyes but says nothing. His normally favorite subject -- Adia -- has been dropped. Josh can complain all he wants. And anyway, once they enter the store, whatever has him on edge seems to fade considerably. His gaze remains sharp, but focused on the clothing racks instead of the other few well-dressed patrons browsing through the racks. He is in his element.

Following Josh to the pants section, he seems unfazed by the temperature change. "A good start," he says in mild approval after a sip of his coffee. "What's your size? Most of the pants on this rack will go with your sweater. Just avoid the section at the end there, it's for humanoids with tails." He smirks faintly. "Unless something has happened since the last time I saw you."