The crone didn't move right away. She sat firmly where she was until he yanked again. She lifted ever so slightly, mainly so she didn't end up on the ground. Her brow raised slightly at the sweater; it certainly wasn't his size or his color.
"Oh, good. You hadn't decided to go try shopping for me." Her tone was slightly flat as she took the garment from him to look it over. "It's not really my style. It certainly isn't yours." She didn't lift it to sniff; that really wasn't one of her strongest senses. Her head tilted as she looked at it, though. She lifted it and sniffed.
"Cof...foh." She glanced from the sweater to him, then rolled her eyes. "Wonderful. She is truly fairy, and you..what? Stole her clothes?" She didn't fully understand what this meant. She knew that the smell was something special, this smell, but she didn't fully understand.