"Because I haven't been in a coma and not working for weeks. Because I still have a job. Because I've been working for the Ministry for ten years and saved every knut they gave me. Because I wasn't raised with fine silk robes, or even not so fine silk robes. Because you really shouldn't use logic with me or we'll be here discussing this until Christmas," he said softly.
He leaned in, nuzzling Cass' neck. "However, when you put it on a more... personal level. Of course, you can take care of me, even if the mere words sound strange." He raised his head and nipped Cass' lip. "The people who care for you won't look at what robes you have on, and I like it even more when you have no robes on," he finished with a smirk.