This was creatively evil. Delia liked it. Just inconvenient enough that it would frustrate him, but innocuous enough that he would likely think it was him that was having a problem. "I'm sure I have some of his old clothes somewhere." Even though he'd come to the house to steal the dogs and get some of his things, Delia kept finding more amongst her own expedition supplies and she had yet to reach out to give them back. Never mind that she had purposefully kept one of his favorite shirts for herself, for... reasons.

"This is delightfully delinquent, I applaud your creativity." She mused, raising her tea in salute.