Sojo looks at her. He blinks. And he looks at his clothing. "What is wrong with how I look?" he asks in confusion. He tilts his head to the side. "If that is what you think best." he says softly. He honestly had no idea what was the problem with the clothing he was wearing currently. Yet he wanted to go with Sa-sa and she seemed worried about it. So he would change if that was what she felt needed to be done for her to be comfortable. He catches the pants and shirt and ducks out of the way of the sneakers. Staring at them as if they were a foreign object. which to him...they were. He looks at her and nods his head. "What is wrong with my hair? I like my hair long." he says protestantly. Sighing he removes the clothing he was wearing. Figuring out how to undo the pants to put them on was a bit of a challenge. Yet he managed to do it. Slipping into them and buttoning them up. The zipper he figured out was meant to slide upwards towards the button. Yet the purpose of either of those he could fathom. He slips on the shirt and it and the pants fit him like a glove. Showing off his entire body in a more decent yet even more obvious way than the other clothing had. He looks at her. "I am dressed Sa-sa." he says softly. Blushing and smiling happily. He nods his head. "Yes. I am sure." he says softly. "It was intended for me to use." he scrunches his face up. Trying to force the memory to be less fuzy. "On you and if I needed something me." he says honestly. Holding his head. "Ow...that made my head hurt." he says softly. Looking at her. "I want to use it on you." he says stubbornly. In that tone that showed he wasn't planning on being persuaded otherwise on this matter. He smiles. "That money sign means money. What is that thing called that people store their money in?" he asks curiously. Trying to remember. "It is across from the park we used to play at."