"See? I know what I'm doing." Harpuia looked downright pleased with himself, of course. This could be counted as a win all around. Zero was... happy? Or... well, he didn't hate what he had on, at least, and absence of discomfort counted for something. He now knew his own sizes, too, so if things continued to go well and dressing like civilians became a regular thing, he could try on whatever he wanted to.

At any rate, that was done, but Harpuia still had an outfit to try on, too. Even though this was only their second time trying on clothes, and even though he had long since ceased asking Zero to hurt him, there was still almost an air of routine to the way he presented his back. "Since that's settled, would you take my jets?"