Emerson made a face. "Not much of either, to be honest with you," he admitted with a roll of his eyes. "I just kind of practice and do whatever in what I've got on. I've found most rituals that 'require' a certain state of dress can be adjusted to, you know, not." He eyed Roxy, not too sure which type she was but assuming it was the naked sort. Though, to be very fair, people didn't often dress up in get-ups like the one she had on just to peel them off immediately thereafter. "You?"