"Oh -- you think so?" Tarantulas looks back down at the shawl in his hands. He hadn't even thought about what it would look like to wear it -- he'd just been fascinated by the texture. But yes; he supposes the yellow would make a nice complement to his own purple. "Thank you."

He squints curiously at the newcomer, raising his head -- if Chris is paying attention, they might notice the movement began in Tarantulas's gem-like auxiliary before it reached the two set into his face -- to frown at them in mild befuddlement. "Do you always offer strangers aesthetic advice?"