[It changes nothing. Ignore the evil little smile on her face. It's just your imagination. It has nothing to do with Rukia heading toward the lingerie section of the women's department. He would have been so much safer if he'd just donned a pink cape from the beginning, but there's no escape now.]
[Really, she's going to be that cliche? He's not surprised honestly. If he were inclined to show it, he'd be rolling his eyes. But this was the nature of the game in some ways, and he'd known what he was getting into.]
[She plucks up a pink bra, tosses it to him, and follows up with a pink garter belt. She leaves the panties alone if only because she knows that might be a little too uncomfortable. Whether he wears them on the outside of his clothes or underneath, it doesn't matter. He'll know. And she'll know. Rukia gestures to the dressing room with a bright smile.]
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I remain as covered up by whatever I wear, as I am currently.
[Which means really only his face and hair uncovered. Everything else is behind a glove or a cape or a gauntlet or clothing.]
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[It changes nothing. Ignore the evil little smile on her face. It's just your imagination. It has nothing to do with Rukia heading toward the lingerie section of the women's department. He would have been so much safer if he'd just donned a pink cape from the beginning, but there's no escape now.]
[None.]
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Well then.