Maybe for next Christmas. Or your birthday. I'll have to see what I can find. [Because it's not that she's wearing magic socks - it's tht the socks she's wearing are a part of her that she can change at will. Without getting into that, though, she takes a moment to look at his socks and smiles, though it's a faraway sort of thing to see.] Weren't you going to knit me some new ones, way back when?
[She waves a hand, shooing away that argument, though the punning gets an eyeroll from her (without other comment).] You've been around enough to see it, though. I know you have.