He follows, honestly less seeing the clothes than still kind of lost and bemused. Mostly because it is hitting him, somewhat, that he has a girlfriend. Whom he is buying clothes with. Who wanted his opinion on whether she looked nice.

It's a very nice warm fuzzy feeling in his chest, and makes his blush tolerable.

Mostly he stands by while she looks at the shirts and tunics offered for men, before she's pulling one out. It looks a bit more than basic, since it's padded. "I like the color?" It reminded him of his armor he already wore sometimes.