"Well, I know it's not a school or basketball uniform but I had to start somewhere." Tandy couldn't resist teasing him though she did pause and make a briefly apologetic look because she didn't want to stir up anything that would make him feel bad. Especially since he couldn't go back to school or his life at the moment.

Deciding to gloss over it and push ahead, she looked down again as she realized that buttoning up his shirt was a rather intimate thing to do between two friends but she wasn't stopping either. She liked the warm feeling it gave her though normally it would freak her out with anyone else. "But it's the man that makes the clothes, not the other way around."

Which was her way of saying that he made the clothes look good which he did. But he was also bringing up a good point about seeing whether they could touch or not. Pausing, she looked up at him as she nearly pointed out that they were touching now except they were. Her fingers had grazed over his skin briefly a couple of times but mostly her touch lingered on his shirt, the material seemingly acting like enough of a barrier to keep their powers from going haywire. Or maybe they had beaten the haywire part by what they did at the plant.

"You're right." She commented casually while her stomach flipped with a sudden swarm of butterflies and warmth that seemed to spread everywhere. "We should touch just to be sure we can."