[She is still following him. He almost asks but -- no. Intuition fills it in for him. She does not trust him not to leave her here. Fine. Fair enough -- he'd have likely done the same thing, if he was in her shoes.
He takes longer to find something for himself. Hapan fashion is clearly too high class for him. Even the more casual wear is relentlessly pawed through without settling on anything.
Eventually and reluctantly, he finds some darker, royal blue and eggshell suits, and one sort-of gown garment attached to some smaller, more simple piece. Its far too flashy as a whole, but he could work with parts of it.
He does his best not to share his discomfort with Kira as he heads toward a fitting room. He only steps out to briefly observe himself in the large corner mirror. None of these outfits fit him very well -- he is too tall and broad shouldered. Everything looks slightly tight.]
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He takes longer to find something for himself. Hapan fashion is clearly too high class for him. Even the more casual wear is relentlessly pawed through without settling on anything.
Eventually and reluctantly, he finds some darker, royal blue and eggshell suits, and one sort-of gown garment attached to some smaller, more simple piece. Its far too flashy as a whole, but he could work with parts of it.
He does his best not to share his discomfort with Kira as he heads toward a fitting room. He only steps out to briefly observe himself in the large corner mirror. None of these outfits fit him very well -- he is too tall and broad shouldered. Everything looks slightly tight.]
This isn't going to work.
[He finally mumbles it, conceding.]