Jason shakes his head a bit. "Feet won't be protected." He says. Not believing it. In his experience shoes were just another torture device. Not because he didn't like wearing shoes...he did. It was because that is all shoes had ever done to his feet...tortured them. He blinks a bit. "It hasn't before." He says softly. He still wasn't convinced until he heard that he would get a choice in the shoe thing. His eyes wide and his expression held surprise and confusion. Just from his lip line alone. He finally sighs and nodded his head. Crying out in pain as the shoes were tugged off by the male salesperson. His poor feet bruised all up and down them. They were always bruised yet that showed just how tight they had been on his feet. Wearing new shoes, various styles, felt weird. "Are you sure I'm allowed to wear shoes that fit?" He asks for like the umpteenth time since he started trying them on. He finally settled on a pair of male slip on shoes to wear out of here. A smile that was filled with awe and relief on his lips. He knew the twins wanted new shoes too. He could feel it. "Can we get them new shoes too?" He tensed. Waiting to be called ungrateful amongst many other heartless and cruel names. Relaxing when none came from him asking that.