molly relaxes a little as caleb speaks, feeling slightly less awkward as caleb reassures him right back. he supposes if he's adamant about giving such care, he should be receptive to receiving it. so molly sets the dress aside, leaning down to kiss the top of caleb's head.

"thank you, caleb widogast. i'm sorry i didn't think of you sooner."

he turns slowly with that same, damning smile on his face, then reaches for the silver dress, holding it up underneath his chin.

"alright. silver, or black?"