It was on the tip of Aramis's tongue to say that that wasn't needed, but actually, it probably was, so he just nods. And when that is done, he pulls off his tunic, boots and trousers and pulls the dress on, taking a moment to figure out how it fastens; he's more used to stays and buttons of course.

Finally, though, he can smooth the material down his hips. "You can turn back around, now." He raises his arms at his sides with a small smile. "And how do I look?"