[After the pain she's already inflicted, Keito doesn't exactly trust her offer to help. He watches her approach with clear caution that eases into surprise only when the strings are undone.

Oh.]

... Thanks. [Now he can take the sleeves? Sure, the sleeves. Now the sleeves are off. He folds them and tucks them under the mic.] I'm glad to see you've got the sense to listen to reason. even if it's belated. For a few minutes I was worried I'd have to give you a lengthy lecture. Not that that's a problem usually but for now I need to find my friends.

[His change of clothes catch his eyes. Keito frowns.] And... clean. I guess.