"...I..." How did he miss that? Well, aside from no one really spoke to him about that kind of stuff, maybe. And he'd come done with a pretty epic case of mono last year, so he'd been busy fending off Hadyn's endless questions. The suckage of having a Doctor for a father was you never got to 'play sick', but it was worse when you really were sick. All the poking and prodding just when you wanted to sleep.

"I don't think my jeans are bad." He said, looking down at his pants. "And what the hell is a Dudebro wardrobe?" Why couldn't people speak English when it came to clothing?