Fair point and also, nobody was going to take a moment to have feelings about them color-coordinating, don't be ridiculous.

"Well, why haven't I ever seen them?" she demanded. "Your leather pants belong in two places: on you, or on my floor, and yet--" She swept her arm towards her room where there were no pants, leather or otherwise, on said floor.

Oh! Ignis must have cleaned up while he was taking care of her. Because there had definitely been clothing strewn about when they'd gone to bed last night.

"--I have benefitted from neither and I am appalled by this shocking behavior."