"Would you.. Just stand still?!"

Edgar yanked on the strings of the outfit from behind, trying to tighten it as best he could as he let out a heavy pant once he managed to tighten it enough. His eyes glancing back and fourth between the mirror and your outfit.

He hummed for a second, before shaking his head "Nevermind. This isn't your color, let me.. let me get thi- I said stand still!" the painter said in a quiet loud voice as he began yanking and loosening the strings once more

"Why are you wearing a white shirt? That will get stained so easily and you know it. Get one of my black ones out of the drawer." he grunted as he finally snapped the strings off