Oh, he notices. The smile that comes from that is less of a smirk, too. There's something oddly charming about it. About how much of a soldier Davrin is, through and through. Not born into it, but something he made for himself and made well.

"Very good!" La Rosa says, all smiles. He knows he does good work, but it's always a pleasure to see someone else realize that, too. "Let me just take care of a few of the stray threads and pins and I will be able to send it with you today. The rest I will send to the Dellamorte estate when finished, given the speed of parcel delivery these days - two weeks out, I think. If anything needs alterations when they arrive I will of course be happy to make those as well. Life happens to us all."

The last part said with a happy laugh, patting at his own waistline.

"Now, you needed to have your measurements re-taken as well, Ser Dellamorte?" La Rosa asked as he was taking back the shirt for the finishing touches. Lucanis blinked - he had been staring. Ah.

"... I think I have already taken up enough of Sir Warden's day with this, I can return another time for that."