At first he narrowed his eyes when she told she liked the blouse but at the same time was not satisfied with it. She did have a point when she said she wanted to stick with something that was completely different than what she had one, but he couldnâ€™t help but feel his frustration level rise slightly. If she did not like the blouse then he would have to find another one and Lord knows how long that would take until she decided she was satisfied with him. However, he wouldnâ€™t have to worry about that, because she then took the blouse out of his hand and decided that she did like it. He couldnâ€™t help but grin and nod when she expressed her satisfaction and because he was happy that his explanation worked well for her and he didnâ€™t need to remove his own shirt to demonstrate. That brought back a great deal of his comfort though at first glance it probably wasnâ€™t that noticeable. It also meant he could relax and wait for her to be finished.<br/><br/>Surely she wanted to be out of here as quickly as possible. From the look on her face she was just as uncomfortable as he was, it almost made him feel like he was being a little selfish bringing her here to shop for a new outfit. Also, had this not been a public area and had the lady been someone looking to take Shizu back to that place, he probably would have ripped that ladyâ€™s throat out (figuratively, not literally) for taking Shizu and then saying that he was taking his lady shoppingâ€¦ They were ten years apart and the thought of them being a couple was highly unlikely, not just because of their age. Not only was he the kind of man who didnâ€™t really think of that sort of thing, not since his first and last love, as he felt his heart was too hardened for loving another woman. He had just met Shizu and surely she was not the kind of woman who looked for love at first sight herself. He snorted at such thoughts, somewhat amused by them, by how uncomfortable they made him.<br/><br/>It was probably better that a woman helped her out anyway since he was obviously not much help. While he waited for her to finish, he looked around the store for himself, seeing if anything caught his eye while he was here.<br/><br/>Perhaps he would pick out a shirt for himself as well since it has been at least three years since he has gotten any new shirts. He was not going to be the typical tourist and pick out an â€˜I love Japanâ€™ shirt or anything stupid like that. Instead he wanted something that he could look at, that reminded him of Japan and when people asked him about the shirt he could say â€˜yes, I did get this while I was in Japan.â€™ It was just something he did whenever he travelled assuming he had the money. Looking at the prices here, though it was cheap, he couldnâ€™t help but cringe slightly as he once again worried about not being able to afford anything. And son of a bitch, he had forgotten to stop at the bank on the way here. He groaned at the thought and shook his head with a sigh. In the end he just decided that she needed it more than he did and decided to hold off on buying himself a new shirt.<br/><br/>When Shizu returned to him, he took in her appearance, raising his eyebrows slightly at how much the new look really did change her. He really wasnâ€™t sure what to say at first but he could tell by the look in her eyes that she was a bit nervous. Before he could say anything to her, however, she had held out her kimono and told him to sell it. He hesitantly took it out of her hands, not quite sure how to respond though he indeed understood why she wanted to get rid of it. It must hold some rather horrible memories of her old life and he didnâ€™t question it, only gave a slight nod not really saying anything. A part of him didnâ€™t want to sell it, though, as it was a nice kimono but on the other hand it probably would sell for a fair price and what the hell was he going to do with it. He didnâ€™t really have anyone to give it toâ€¦ not anymore anywayâ€¦ Cassandra would have loved it if she were still alive.<br/><br/>The entire time he was here, he had tried not to show how shopping with a woman also made him remember his old love. It saddened him a bit, remembering good times, and it probably showed a bit as he eyed the kimono though as always he would never voice it. He immediately turned his attention back to Shizu once again and smoothed back into his more professional demeanor, â€œIf you insist that I sell this then I suppose I will have no objections.â€ He folded the kimono neatly and laid it over his arm carefully. Flashing a faint grin, â€œI have to say, you look ratherâ€¦ lovely. I feel this change suits you quite well. We shall take our leave once I pay.â€<br/><br/>He walked over to the register, noticing how the woman was not pleased that she had to come out from behind the register to scan the price tags. Luckily there were no security devices on the clothing, otherwise Shizu would have had to put her kimono back on again, though he did have to make up a little lie and tell the woman that his friend had an â€˜unexpected accident that required a change of clothesâ€™ and the woman seemed to understand. Since Azrai was not a woman and therefore didnâ€™t have to experience going through having his period, he didnâ€™t know how else to put it. Didnâ€™t women usually use that as an excuse to get a new pair of pants and underwear? After everything was paid for, the two left the shop, glad to just be out of there.<br/><br/>He even let out a sigh of relief and ran a hand through his hair, relaxing a bit more now that he didnâ€™t have to deal with that. Oh the things he does for his jobâ€¦ but had he really done it for his job? It could probably be looked at as both a selfish thing and something nice he wanted to do for her. He had used his own money after all, and those clothes alone nearly sucked him dry and he was almost out already even if it had been rather cheap. Japan was such an expensive placeâ€¦ But he felt pretty good knowing that he had done something nice to get her started in her new life. He glanced at the kimono in his arms as they walked along the street, wondering if perhaps he should throw it away, but he figured that would just be mean even though it would mean neither of them would have to see it again. Not to mention someone else might find it if he tossed it in the garbageâ€¦<br/><br/>â€œAre you truly satisfied with what you are wearing?â€ He asked her suddenly. Though she had said the clothes would suffice, he wanted to make sure that they were really comfortable for her. It would be a bit pointless taking her out if she was not satisfied. As much as he liked her kimono, this new look was nice as well as he had said. He wanted her to be more open and express her opinions. Women had a lot more freedom in the modern world than they did back then; he wanted her to be more aware of that if she wasnâ€™t already.