[It's difficult to think that he could be perceived as attractive on any level, but he also is not put out by the compliments, feeling humbled. Still he fears ruining the clothes with his worse half, but this has been a kind reminder. If nothing else, he is fond of the clothing.

And fortunately, Illarion shares his own.

As gently as ever, Bigby runs his thumb over the coat with an admiration, his eyes gazing over the elegant design.]

It is beautiful.

Station or not, it would only be fair for you to dress yourself in this for me to see, yes? For I, as well, am no longer a man of the court, yet here I am anyway.

Indulge me?