The teenaged witch had been trying hard the past week to be on his best behavior. He had a feeling that Morgan really didn't need him being a gigantic pain in the rear end towards her, so he'd been walking on egg shells. Giving her a quick smile, he lifted one shoulder in a half shrug, "I feel kind of embarrassed that I spend more time looking for clothing than you do do." Hunter liked to look presentable. He was a sensible person on the inside and he felt his clothes had to help make him look sensible on the outside.
Hunter sighed a weary sigh, hearing the dislike underlined in her voice. "I'm really sorry, Morgan. If I had more power than I do right now then.. Nevermind." He was just glad she wasn't so unhappy with him that she was sitting way on the other side of the couch. Not that the couch was offensively huge.
He nodded as she repeated and tilted his head, making a decision about her question. "I suppose we could go outside. If only for a little bit. You will know if the spell has worked if the rain doesn't soak you to your skins, obviously." Without waiting for her approval, he stood suddenly and, like the gentleman he was when he was in a good mood he held his hand out to her to help her up.