[she looks anywhere but Cain, her neck and ears pink from the compliment, smiling a little.] Thanks.
...I guess you're right. I wouldn't be too upset if it went missing anyway.
[she tosses it on top of his clothing, pausing to mind the image of it. actually, it feels good, leaving that dress behind. it's too bad the shackles and nails leave so little else for her to wear, garment-wise, or else she'd abandon it entirely.]