Eros handed him the shirt with a laugh. "You put it on Anteros!" He wasn't joking or making fun, but this wasn't what he'd expected. Their clothing in Greek times had been a lot less, this was true. At times even just a thin robe. Clothes now were tricky if not too much. "You'll catch cold!" He threaded Anteros' arms through the arm holes then motioned for him to step his feet through the pant legs. At least he could get him home this way, then he'd figure out what to do next.