[ Kaveh hovers— not too far but not too close— watching carefully the shape of Tighnari's expressions, needing to know that he's okay even as the tears well in his eyes. His own expression is remarkably stoic, as much as he can make it— as much as he feels that his friend looks amazing, he knows Tighnari needs to feel it, and he doesn't want to celebrate prematurely—

Still, he breathes a sigh of relief, the smile melting onto his lips, and he reaches to put a gentle hand on the other's shoulder. ]

I'm glad you like it. You look... you look amazing, `nari.

[ And the floor is a mess of silken locks that Kaveh will need to clean up, but that's something for later. There are more important things, much more important, like... ]

Now we have to take you out shopping and buy shirts more like this one. And maybe something that will make binding your chest easier so you don't have to have someone help each time. Like... like a modified corset, or something. [ Kaveh pauses with a chuckle. ] ...Sorry. I'm getting ahead of myself.