((For your consideration. Taako finds out Angus has like three of the exact same outfit and one pair of shoes and takes him shopping to correct this.)) Taako heard the cafeteria door open and looked over his shoulder to see the boy detective had finally arrived. He stood up and opened his mouth to ask what made him so late or magic lessons but was distracted by the hole developing in Angus's shoe. "Hey uh... Angus? How long have you had those shoes?"
he’s pensive for a moment, gaze falling to his feet, to look at the sizeable hole taako’s pointed out. he wiggles his big toe, which he can see almost entirely, poking out of the end of his worn leather shoe. huh… how long had that been there?
the clothes he’d been wearing when he arrived at the bureau were, for the most part, his only ones ( well, minus the bureau-branded t shirts and hoodies he’d been given by lucretia, as well as a few other odd items he’d picked up from other members or the fantasy costco ), so it’s no wonder angus has worn them out. however, he’s reluctant to part with them, despite the wear and tear. his beloved grandfather had picked these out for him, one of the last gifts he’d given to angus before his passing many months ago.
“no more than a year, i don’t think.” but, the look taako gives him, the fact that he’s asking at all, angus knows he can’t keep wearing them, even if he doesn’t throw them out. “i know, they’re falling apart. i just- i don’t get off the moon-base much, and there’s only so much at the fantasy coscto in children’s sizes.”