Henry certainly had. He had glanced at Iestyn, worried about the fact that he seemed to be wearing tights. Not because of the garment itself, but because tights in this weather would offer no protection from the cold. And by the time he lifted his gaze, Iestyn was slipping off the coat, to reveal his outfit.
Henry beamed. He knew this was so hard for Iestyn, and that he had felt brave enough and safe enough to wear the skirt and blouse - despite the fact that today wasn't quite warm enough for it - it made Henry so proud. "You look amazing!" he said, crossing the room to take Iestyn's coat for him. "I love it!"