"I like your outfit," you say, as if you have any idea what a good outfit looks like.

"Don't patronize me." Envy scowls at you.

"I wasn't trying to," you defend yourself. "I mean, I clearly have no idea what a good outfit looks like, but I still think you look... good?"

To your amazement, it appears that Envy is blushing, their cheeks tinted a rather unpleasant shade of green. They look down at their feet, then mumble something you almost miss.

"Thanks."