Annalise covered her mouth with her right hand to hide her smile. She entered her room after previously leaving to let Rafael get changed in her father's clothes. "They almost fit you well, but it is funny to see you wearing them. I can't," she snorted, giving into her laughter.
"Very funny, Annalise. Had you informed me that you wanted me to come to dinner, I would have brought my own clothes. I would rather sit in my armour than these clothes," Rafael said, straightening out the shirt.
He would have preferred if she had bought him new clothes instead of looking for something from her father's closet.
"Your armour would make dinner more awkward than it needs to be. These clothes do not look bad on you. I am just laughing at how you are acting because they belong to my father. It will only be a few hours and then I will take you back so you can get back into your clothes. Don't pout," Annalise said, walking to Rafael.
