[There is nothing to envy about a purple mullet, Lenalee. Nothing. He drops it with a sigh, conceding defeat, and shakes his head.]
No, nothing like that, it's just... [He only barely resists the urge to tug at the foolish cuffs on this foolish shirt. He fidgets regardless, embarrassed.]
We were brought here wearing clothing that isn't... what we normally wear...
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No, nothing like that, it's just... [He only barely resists the urge to tug at the foolish cuffs on this foolish shirt. He fidgets regardless, embarrassed.]
We were brought here wearing clothing that isn't... what we normally wear...