That's a fair point, though Liliana stood by her decision to leave it there last night. It had been in the way and there had been other things far more compelling to focus on. And had been far too grievously stricken today to have thought of such things.

"Mmmm, acceptable," Liliana agreed. He did sound far too nonchalant about the harm he'd inflicted, but he was clearly incorrigible, as seen by the way he continued to say her name in a most illegal manner, and it was up to her to be the bigger person and overlook these hurtful foibles.

The image of him in leather pants helped.

"Are there any other sartorial splendors still soundly secreted that I should be made aware of?"

Surely he couldn't be hiding anything else away. Like, say, pairs of slutty, slutty gloves or anything. That would be insupportable.