Raising her hand, she caught his as he brushed his fingers through his hair. Turning her head she studied the positioning of his hands and the way he did it with a sigh before she narrowed her eyes curiously at him. Leaning up onto her tiptoes, she let go of his hand and scrunched her nose up as she studied his reaction to her.

"Hn," Cass murmured, looking at him with narrow, suspicious eyes. "You... don't like what I wear?"