No... it's a little interesting, but I don't think it's very pretty either.

[ baein isn't sure if it's a necklace at all, but he also cannot judge this very well. when daeshim runs off again, baein follows obediently, only to come to a halt when daeshim turns back again. and he blinks, and blinks again, eyes wide, cheeks feeling like they're burning as he looks down at the garment held up to him. a warmth that has nothing to do with the proximity of daeshim (but also everything to do with that) curls in his chest and baein's mouth opens and closes and opens and closes before he finds words. ]

Those... are clothes? You mean I should? There's barely any fabric—?