I think he gets mad if you call it a skirt, doesn't he?

[He tugged at the sleeve for a moment, then paused as Cliff mentioned his "friend." Souji would have to get Cliff one of his own someday soon, if only so that he could shut this one away again. Maybe it was strange of him to keep their old clothes when he had a feeling none of them would ever return, but he couldn't bring himself to give anything away either.

His fingers lingered a moment and pulled away as he turned to go back to cooking. He could hear Saizou grunting in the living room, chewing on the pillows in agitation.]

Harada-san is a very interesting person, yes. They all are.

How do you like your eggs?