Clothing was an area vastly outside of his own depth. The young man, even despite that sense that seemed to have found his mind in those moments, given to eye that woman's attire with a near critical eye. Regardless of just which being had taken residence within his mind in that moment neither of them, it seemed, held any real idea of what a woman wore. Much less which clothes Raven herself deemed presentable. There was a reason, he was sure, that most men regaled themselves to the traditional 'boyfriend benches' that rested in or near the store itself and yet a part of the man was equally as unwilling to have her wonder that store alone. The phone that was handed to him readily saw the Leopard pause, his finger brushing across that screen as instructed and with a clear skill for using that devise that his other side so often lacked outside of malicious button mashing until the phone did something. Tobias eyeing those pictures one after the other only to glance up to his mate and back down again in some effort to attempt to picture her adorned in those fabrics. Surely the store had something like this? Was this something she would wear? Why was this so decidedly hard to do? This, he was sure, was why he left his other half in charge of organising most of those birthday and Christmas gifts. That other side of him notoriously good at choosing anything and everything and presenting them to people with such flare they seemed to enjoy them anyway.

His gaze paused upon at least one outfit that was as nice to look at as it was practical. The man turning that phone screen around to Raven then to let her examine it in turn. The young woman nodding her approval a moment later. It was a small achievement perhaps and yet in that blossoming relationship the two were so rarely given to enjoy it was a decidedly pleasing thing to see her smile. His own lips encouraged upwards then before that 'good job, Tobias' merely saw his eyes roll playfully. That, he was sure, was largely how she spoke to his other half. The man assured he hardly needed such praise and yet those words managed to stir his enjoyment all the same. With that relative idea of what to look for the man continued to trail along behind her. Colours, perhaps, to limit of his help in any sense with sizing well and truly outside of his skill. His golden gaze wandering briefly to that section dedicated entirely to undergarments. The man quite incapable of allowing his attention not to linger on those articles- even if just a little. Tobias near oblivious to the way Raven had noticed his own staring and that flush f colour that decorated his cheeks in a fashion he adored. Her hand suddenly grasping his own managed to draw his attention then, Tobias allowing himself to be lead across the store and closer to that lingerie. Raven assuring him she'd be in just the next section before seeming content to leave him there.

His gangly frame shifted slightly, Tobias intending to follow right after his girlfriend and yet he supposed a minute or two just too....look would hardly hurt, right? The Leopard pausing slightly to eye several of those pieces, his head tilting slightly as if such an angle might somehow change his overall view. Did Raven have any idea of how good she would look in several of these pieces? He could almost imagine. That very imagination rather quickly reigned in lest it become entirely too creative and yet it didn't hurt to simply consider it. Tobias far too out of his depth in that moment to consider touching any of those pieces for fear some sales woman might attempt to discuss them with him and yet the view was hardly un-enjoyable . Tobias contenting himself with it for several more moments before at last stepping away and back to Raven. The woman seeming to have had at least some luck in finding an outfit she liked. Tobias stepping up behind her then, his arms wrapping about her waist to tug her against him in that gentle affection as his lips pressed to her cheek.

"That would look good, the one you're holding, why not get that?"

He was still, largely, of the opinion that it hardly mattered what she wore and yet if it was going to make her happy, if it was important to her, then he would make the effort to see it through. Tobias reaching into the back pocket of his jeans then, the man almost surprised to find he actually owned a wallet. The man slowly releasing that hold on his fiancé to briefly eye that leather wallet then. Tobias almost surprised to find money inside it. That seemed awfully bold of Tetradore to allow him to run around with actual money- not that he wasn't decidedly thankful for it here and now. Tobias plucking several of those bills from within before handing them to Raven with the clear intention of paying for that chosen outfit.

"Are we ready to head back to the studio now?"

Surely she would be capable of changing there, right? Studio's surely had such a feature as that. Tobias considering several of those engagement photos Raven had showed him on the phone. The man sure he had at least two ideas for just how several of those shots might be taken now.

"You know, you will have to tell me what size you are for...everything. I'd be lost without you here."

He'd be lost without her anywhere- of that he was entirely sure.

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