molly chuckles lightly at caleb's words, nodding along with him. he supposes it's true; they're... dating? right? mostly dating? caleb should be comfortable with his body by now, and even if he isn't, well. they have time, and molly's patient with caleb. sure, maybe he's taken a little after beauregard in terms of patience, but caleb sits differently on his own shoulders.

his insight makes molly think for a moment, and he nods in approval, turning with a flourish back to his other dresses.

"i believe you're right. a black outfit is more suited for a date... or maybe for a day just for you and myself."

molly sheds his robe, letting it drop to the floor, then steps carefully into the longer silver dress, zipping it as high as he can reach.

"caleb? can you zip me up?"