Kade leans back, crossing his arms and smiling at Lancelot. "You don't have to request anything in specific, Lancelot. That's why I'm asking these questions--to get a sense of what might work for your needs." His smile softens. "I'm used to working with a bunch of traumatized teenagers who don't have the vocabulary to ask for what they need--who only know they want to wear something that reminds them of the Worlds they went to. An updated wardrobe for a knight who wants to impress someone is, no offense, pretty fucking easy in comparison. So I got you, my man."

He lifts one of his hands, tapping his chin with his finger for a moment, thinking. Then: "What if you tried on a couple of styles for me? Unfitted stuff for now, just to see what feels right to you? Then we can go from there."