Once again, the world changes....

Post-shower, I lay out two different sets of bra and panties that go together, because he likes that. Which?

Um.

He picks up each article, examining.

"These would be warmer, probably."

? and ??

You idiot. Stop taking care of me, and chose what you'd like to imagine under my clothes.

"That would be my hand."

Ah. With that comment, his practicality is forgiven.