Mmm... well... you did make it, and I know how busy you are...

[ Aspen can't help but look a little guilty as he passes his fingertips across the fabric, unsure.

But... he was just going to try it, right? He bites his lower lip, thinking it over before a determined glint enters his eyes and he raises his gaze up to Camilla. ]

A--alright. I'll try it! [ He pulls the dress out of the bag fully, looking it over with a smile and draping it over his arm, though he falters as he almost takes off his cravat. He's hesitant, shy, his fair face turning a little pink. ]

Did you... want to see it on me? [ Maybe it's obvious, but... Camilla's kind, but not that kind, is she? ]