The suit looked expensive.
That was Aegis's first thought as Scarlett stepped out of the changing room, adjusting the collar with fingers that seemed unsure whether they belonged on her body. The fabric was deep charcoal with subtle silver threading. Someone had actually convinced her to slick her red hair back, though a few rebellious strands had already escaped to frame her face.
"Well?" Scarlett spread her arms. "Do I look like an idiot?"
"You look hot," Aegis said.
Lune, perched on the edge of Aegis's bed with her sketchbook, brought her hands together in three slow, precise claps. Her face remained perfectly neutral.
"That was sarcasm, wasn't it?" Scarlett asked.
"No. I genuinely think you look nice." Lune tilted her head. "The suit complements your build. You should wear formal attire more often."
"See? Hot." Aegis grinned. "Korvo has good taste."
