Shang Beida isn't... not looking at how tight Casper's jeans are, now. He catches himself and looks back at Casper's hand, which is safer, blushing a little. "Um, I, yeah. You-- probably don't need a belt." He really does not need a belt. His jeans are a little too small and he could probably use better fitting clothes, but also, Shang Beida isn't not enjoying the view as it stands. "So, um. Pendant. Yeah. Unless you have a burning desire to wear my spare robes."