He nodded mutely. Looking down at the uncomfortably revealing (and rather chilly) uniform he had on, Blake adjusted his collar once more, self-consciously. If only this shawl was longer. His limbs felt exposed, and his hands especially felt vulnerable. Even putting on medical gloves didn't help very much - they were so thin, it hardly made a difference.

"My den mate is hosting this function. I'm hesitant to incur any enmity between us, for safety's sake. As such, I was... persuaded to participate."