[ she feels like she's just had the wind kicked right out of her-- and if she said as much she's sure Velvet would take the opportunity to make the phrase literal. ]

You look-- [ it's strange, because despite being the one who'd offered to turn Velvet's ensemble into something more.. normal, it's still a little bizarre to see.] Uncomfortable.

[ she finds herself raising her palms, flailing them about as she tries to mitigate whatever offense she might have just caused. ]

But not bad! [ she sighs, resigned. ] The color is nice on you? [ and she's not lying. ]