Shit. Claude feels his face heating up, and he hurriedly puts the hat on his head and pulls it a bit low to hide it. "You're a guy with a shield of your own, aren't you?" he says, shooting a glance at that brooch he knows Felix gave Dimitri. "Can you really go around shielding someone else?"

Then he grabs the boots. Thankfully, it looks like the woman was his size here, too, or he'd be in trouble. He begins pulling one up his leg, with a bit of difficulty - like the skirt, they're practically skintight.