Chéri’s eyes lighten up “A frock!” they commented “Would you like some help?” Chéri had been making their own clothes since they were very young, especially female clothes. It had been a creative outlet for a long time, something that belonged to them almost exclusively and that was not catering directly to someone else’s taste. They had acquired a certain skill in that and that could help them calm down. Chéri nodded “Tea works. I like it.” Chéri smiled. Somehow, they found themselves hoping to be liked by Pippa and quickly added. “I don’t drink if I don’t have to” people seemed to be expecting the opposite from them, somehow. And somehow seemed to dislike them less if they admitted as much. “Are you in need of a frock or are you making it for someone else?” they inquired.