"Why does everyone say that?" The officer frowns slightly, glancing down at Verity. "I'm not unhealthily thin...You could surely fit my clothes." Well, her curves rule out his pants. And her bust rules out his suit jacket. If she wanted to close it.

"...I would worry if you were running around without a coat simply because I'd taken mine to the station." He agrees finally, trying not to pout. Pouting is a petulant action that he is above. Entirely above.

...Not that skinny.