"Uh. Alright." He doesn't quite know what to make of Jade's behavior. First he's allowed to indulge and then, suddenly, he's forced to do something he really would rather not do: look at himself in the mirror.

It's a uniform. Jade obviously likes this style, but to Shinjirou, it just looks like his head's been slapped onto a random man's body. Cringing, both at his obvious boner and the unfamiliar picture of himself that he can hardly accept as his reflection, he glances away soon. Shifting, hands dropping to try and force his cock down, he snorts. "It's fine." Jade said so; what he personally thinks, which is that this isn't him, won't get him anywhere.