Krist stared at Tayne as he explained about clothing, brow furrowed, drawn together as though he were struggling to come to terms with it. That's why the humans that had owned him never left their homes without being covered in layers of clothes. He knew that they always helped him to fit in when he went into town, but was never quite sure why it was necessary. "Alright," he agreed. He pulled the raincoat on and stood awkwardly with his arms suspended outward slightly, not looking at all thrilled with it but willing to tolerate it for now. "My name is Krist. It's what my owners called me."