Chris runs his hand over the tie, and he's not sure why, Ty obviously knows how to tie a tie. Chris isn't gonna admit that he's grown fonder of ties now that Rosy seems fond of tugging on them and that's probably a new kink. Chris's face actually lights at the mention of his mask. It's such a god awful mask, he's probably gonna keep it forever. "Oh no, this is not my craftsmanship. Rosy made it." He looks mighty proud of that. "I made hers. It's a fox. Well - it should be a fox. Whether it looks like a fox tends to change depending on whether you know it should be a fox or not. It's hideous. It's great. This one should be a fish. It's got fucking felt, it's ridiculous. The sequins are like ten different shades of the same color like she's color blind. It's great."

Chris might not actually give much of a shit about dances or dressing up or most things that pass as social events at this school, but he seems legitimately pumped about how terrible this mask is. He doesn't actually seem to realize that he's still smiling, and this is probably the most he has smiled in this entire week.

Then Robin wakes up and shambles out, and Chris had legitimately forgotten that Robin was even in the room this entire time. Even though Chris had been taking a bombass nap with Robin before this whole preparation shit had started, and just neglected to wake up Robin when he woke up. Nap time has become a universal past time for the two of them. It's how they bond without having to speak to each other.