[Well. Only for an instant. He figures that, on a second glance, anyone would immediately know it were her. But, somehow, telling her this feels like taking air out of her sails...]
I hope you don't have to wear it inside. It'll make it awfully hard to drink tea.
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I hope you don't have to wear it inside. It'll make it awfully hard to drink tea.
[He moves to open up the door for her.]