Celia tilted her head as she examined Emerson before she walked over to Faeya's closet and took a ridiculous bright pink dress that had been shoved into the back of the closet and brought it over to the door. She held it up against Emerson and giggled. "I think it's his size, don't you think?" She giggled more, smiling softly. Thankfully she had already changed into shorts and a shirt that she made sure covered her shoulders.