With my— [ Oh right, his design. The dress that isn't a tree. ] Yeah, well, I haven't actually started on it. So I'll just take that into account, shall I?

[ He doesn't sound particularly apologetic. He sounds more feisty, actually, like he isn't even a little bit sorry that he hasn't started on her dress. He might care a bit more if she did — or if she wasn't so generally unpleasant.

Probably best to cut this conversation short. Instead he eyes her hair for another second, then: ]

It's a bit rough, though, isn't it?