Her choice of dress doesn't throw him at all, he's lived long enough to wear the same threads and understand the mobility issues that each intricate stitch inspired. Specifically or the ladies who rarely wore slacks during such a time. Now that it wasn't an issue and he spent his time with the shadow hunters it's a refreshing change to see.

"Nonsense. I think it was a collaborative error, the blame can't lie on any one person in this case." Of course, he's not so rude as to decline her offer, the glass is retrieved with a cheshire grin. "I take it you're new here as well?" Obviously, since most of those he's had a chance to talk with so far have only been on the island a matter of months if not a day or two like the majority. This must be specific to new captives.