[action]
[And Allelujah chose that particular moment to walk in. He froze, seeing the almost painfully bright red shirt resting against Lockon's chest.
Giving a sigh that was, admittedly, a bit louder than it needed to be, he walked over and lightly flicked his friend on the shoulder.]
If you wanted me to be here to steer you away from the painful colors, what are you doing trying them on? [He tried for a light tone, intending to show he was trying to tease the older man.
He gave a polite nod to the stranger he assumed Lockon had asked to assist them.]