[He had to laugh at little at the comment about shirts. It did make him wonder, though, and he tugged at the edge of a sleeve.] I think I should go shopping. These are kind of ... old.
[Ashton shook his head, hands coming up.] I-I didn't mean it that way! [He dropped his head a little, hiding his eyes, so that he didn't stare.] I think Reira looks good, no matter what. [Maybe not beaten and stabbed, but he tried really hard to not think about that. He interprets her nervousness as being about something completely different, and he fidgets.]