The sudden pinch causes him to make a rather undignified sound that he will forever deny if pointed out to him. He turns around, eyes glaring and a snarl ready on his lips both of which seems to die down quite a bit when he sees who the culprit is. Instead he sighs, and brings up his left hand to massage the bridge of his nose in a gesture that has begun to be a lot more frequent since he met the other man, before tilting his head so that he can give Fai an unimpressed look. ]

I know what they are. [ He holds up the clothes he's already picked out. ] These are more practical.