His eyes widen at the sight, the color burning into his skull. Arguing that he doesn't like red is already out of the question, thanks to Jade's observation. Tongue dry and a cool shiver running down his spine followed by a spike of heat, he shakes his head.

He clears his throat, taking another step back and farther away from both Jade and the sweater vests. "Still looks like grandpa wear to me." Jade just picked it because he figured that if Shinjirou likes red, then red would make it easier to convince him. That's it, just a coincidence. Not one that makes him happy.