He reached out, touching the pant leg carefully. It felt so soft and rough at the same time. For the first time in he didn't know how long, he was going to wear clothing! Another first, he needed to stand up straight to put them on. Slowly, joints creaking painfully, he rose up, holding one pair of pants between fingertips as he forced his back to straighten and his knees to lift him. After years of living hunched over, he was more or less standing upright. He didn't quite make it straight, but it was good enough to awkwardly pull on the first pair. They were a little loose and felt strange against his skin, but they did not fall off. He shifted awkwardly then looked at Camilla.