A cold day passes by, as Alexander sat on a bench his arms folded inwards and legs parted, carefully monitoring you, as you examined the available clothing options in a local store. He wore a long, black coat, with accompanying slacks and a pure white dress shirt, with some of its buttons undone. His face remained stoic for the most part, his braces visible as he slightly smirked, and his head tilted ever so slightly, "Want any help?" he asked in a respectful manner yet playful tone.