"I'm sure you can guess what kind I wear. It has an entirely practical purpose besides hiding old injuries." Plus, it adds to the image of him being just slightly inhuman enough that he can unnerve people even harder before reaching in deep into their thoughts.

"Ohh. I was raised Eastern Orthadox, but I've seen what those Sunday sermons are like. Your stamina must be incomparable." He walks with more deliberate steps than his usual, just shy of stomping as he goes around the racks. "Button down, collar..." His voice trails off as he picks up a couple of shirts. They go sailing gently back towards Matt and land on top of him. "You seem like a tie for work and special occasions type."