"Hn, okay." Cass murmured, tugging the shirt upwards as his mouth continued to speak. Her lips tugged, twitching in amusement as he babbled at her. She didn't need to follow the words to understand what his body was telling her. Dropping the hem, Cass reached for her glass before moving around the counter to press two fingers against his shoulder. Soft and gentle and teasing. "Have you finished? You talk too much, you know that?"

Cass lifted her hand, offering him the other glass before turning her head curiously to look at his uniform.

"Are you... staying in that?"