He nods, jaw brushing over Jade's hands. Perhaps he'll get used to this look eventually, if he manages to find elements to it that override the feeling of wearing a ridiculous costume. The tie sending painful pressure through his neck each time he inhales is a good start.

Blindly he reaches for a simple black belt. Letting it run through both of his hands, his mind paints a picture of red streaks across his back. It's better to think about than fearing Aki may learn about his secrets, though his chest feels uncomfortably tight. He holds the belt up higher for Jade to take a closer look.

"This one?"