Kiseki smiles. "I promise it's nothing." A demon by what looked to be female began measuring him and he stiffened, uncomfertable with an unknown demon touching him. When she pointed over Kiseki followed Keyo over to some clothes and he slowly began picking through them, pulling a couple pair of jeans and a few plain white shirt off the racks. A black leather jacket, remotely close to the one he wore, but his was dirty and shredded at the bottom. He took those and turned to Keyo. "I think these will be sufficiant." He dug through his pockets and froze. A sheepish smile spread over his face. "I don't have anything to pay with." He looked down at the clothes and back to Keyo. "I'm sorry."