[ Now that just makes something like a swirl of amusement rise up from within Jing Yuan. ]

Oh no, it appears I may have already just done so. So, indeed, I have to wonder...whatever shall I do?

[ Jing Yuan's tone is decidedly, unrepentantly playful. It's...almost strange he can even manage that, but somehow also freeing, and most certainly enjoyable. Feeling the way the other man's hands are against his even through the gloves feels like such a privilege, as silly as that might sound.

There is also a part of him that feels something like undeniable triumph for Solomon to be wearing clothes he made. ]

I certainly did. I have endeavored to practice magic every day, though it does help that this is something of a specialty amongst those assigned to the West.

[ Having more latent talent/skill in altering clothing via magic, transformation, and manipulation magic in general. He seems even more proud at hearing the compliment, however, rare as that is. ]

I am just happy that you like them, even if I had already thought that they would be quite suitable for you.