[ The parting kiss is happily and easily returned, her eyes not leaving his form as he retreats back into the closet. There's even a moment after he's disappeared from that her gaze lingers there as she's struck once again with the thought of much she cares for this man and how quickly it had happened.

There's no doubt in her mind that he's deserving of all the affection and attention in the world after what little he's told her about his life at home and just simply who he is as a person. The doubt she has all stems from her.

By the time he returns one of the boots she had been wearing is tugged off and she's working on the laces of the other, her freed toes wiggling in mild relief. Traces of doubt, if there are any that are visible, disappear as he returns replaced with a bright smile and an outstretched hand to beckon him closer. ]

Why are you apologizing silly? It's perfect because it's yours - suited for a suit or not. Thank you for getting it for me. [ When he's close enough she'll pull him slightly towards her by the wrist to press another kiss to his lips, tone lighting up with a teasing lilt. ] I'd offer you one of my t-shirts next time but I think they might be a little tight on you.