[Clearly you know nothing about fashion.]

[Micheletto gives Vulpes an odd look at that- keep his eyes peeled? What?- but says nothing, looking out for a cave that could be used for shelter. A while passes in silence, but they finally find what they're looking for at the edge of the forest. Micheletto stoops down to look inside- a nearby crab raises its claws at him defensively, and he snorts and kicks it across the cave floor.]

This will do.