Ashley takes the clothes and inspects them slowly, though of course he can tell from a glance that they're fucking ridiculous. But he likes to seem calm, and this makes him seem that way, and buys him a few moments to start to actually feel it. There's no imminent threat, not from this little guy. He can handle this.
When he has completed his inspection (interrupted by a sneezing fit-- what did he just say about an illness? Not that that makes any of this less confusing?), he tosses the clothes onto the bed and says, "Right, funny. Fine, you don't have my clothes, that's alright. Could I get some plain old trousers at least?"
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Date: 2017-03-02 11:47 pm (UTC)When he has completed his inspection (interrupted by a sneezing fit-- what did he just say about an illness? Not that that makes any of this less confusing?), he tosses the clothes onto the bed and says, "Right, funny. Fine, you don't have my clothes, that's alright. Could I get some plain old trousers at least?"