I am accustomed to the standards of a noble household...

[That is to say: yeah, he has never done laundry in his life. He just looks at the shirt for a moment, turning it over a few times, scrutinizing it-- well, it does appear to be clean. And a normal level of damp!

Pros, cons. He sighs, looking into the rest of the load of clothes.]

Hmm. Then we will have to meet again, to discuss sorting and so on.

[Aaaaaaa this is actually bothering him the longer he looks at the formerly-white shirt, what does he do with this grave error, he doesn't own that many clothes here yet--!]

How shameful... [dead serious.]