Sojo looks at her. "Shoes?" he echoes. Then looks at her feet. "Oh. That is shoes." he says simply. Looking at her. "Why not? And doesn't harm anyone to be bare foot." he says. Looking at her. Watching her as she shoes him how to put the sneakers on. "These feel funny." he says. Looking at her. And nods his head. "I made my decision." he says softly. "No. I spend it on you. That is what it is for." he says stubbornly. Looking at her. "No. Here I can't be with you. I can't be near you. And here the only option that I have is to sleep on the ground outside this room." he says simply. Pointing that fact out to her. He tilts his head to the side. "Biker bar? What is a biker?" he asks curiously. Looking at her. Shaking his head. "I don't like short." he says seriously. He tilts his head to the side. "Braid it is fine." he says simply. "If need be you could say I am what is it called? ......" he pauses as he thinks. "Foreign exchange student?" he says in a questioning way. Looking at her. "Braid sounds much easier than that strange thing in your hand." he says softly. Hugging her happily. "I am happy to be with you again." he says excitedly.