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Jacob Frye ([personal profile] nothinglikefather) wrote in [community profile] redmarsshit 2020-01-31 11:19 am (UTC)

He scoffs gently. "Three? Only in summer."

He knows that they are a sliding scale with Angel at one extreme and him at the other, Charles and Connor somewhere in the middle. But the truth of it is he needs those layers, for one reason and another. He recalls in the City he'd reduced them down to two or three, and with the general lack of resources in this place? He might pick up a few things, while he can. Even if t-shirts still feel like something you should wear as underwear.

He helps get a couple of other dresses down too, looking over them. One of them, with a pocket watch chain stretch across the front, and what seems to be a fake waistcoat, reminds him of the sort of things Evie would put together.

The pang is pushed back.

"If you could afford it. We can't get digital clothes out of a machine, someone has to make that stuff." He's not sure how, exactly, but he knows that you can feed a lot of people for the same money as buying some fancy fabric with holes in.

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