An unspoken agreement, huh? Moros nods, though he still doesn't look entirely certain. Mortal traditions are so strange. He's lucky to have run into Charles, who is willing to walk him through these things. Lucky Charles didn't run away when Doom approached, too.

"Are you sure these costumes will be enough?" he asks as some children run by dressed as action heroes. "I feel underdressed in comparison."

As if his usual attire isn't more elaborate than any costume.