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[ Head moving from side to side, he makes a non-committal sound. ]

Not exactly. You ever do exercise for the first time in a while, and your muscles ache afterwards? It feels kind of like that.

[ He scratches at his jaw lightly, aching muscles from lack of exercise are another thing he's familiar with in general. A lot of his old routines have fallen by the wayside since he arrived in December — it's hard to really keep up with some of them when your body literally isn't made for them. ]

So, you're right, practice will definitely help. As long as it's done with adequate breaks, proper warm-ups and cool-downs.

Oh, of course! That makes sense, I guess. You just gotta exercise them!!

[ The faerie finally flits to his shoulder to settle down, sitting on it as they enter the store. They're immediately bombarded with noise and color - a bit overwhelming to the little faerie, but having Abba as a grounding point underneath her is already helpful. ]

Um, what should we look for first?

Mm.

[ The topic is effectively dropped as they enter, and Abbacchio scans around the aisles and racks that have all been laid out and organised neatly. ]

Everyday essentials, firstly, would probably be best, though we should keep an eye out for anything that looks particularly warm. Good quality coats that keep the wind out, too.

[ He thinks, at least. Ryslig's weather is wholly unfamiliar to him, he arrived in the worst of it last year and barely coped. It only seems worse, now. ]

[ They approach the first rack, and Nanami takes off again, hovering just above his shoulder. ]

Hats!! They need hats. You look for coats, I'll be right back.

[ Off she zooms!! ]

[ Nanami gets an approving nod, calling over to her as she flutters off. ]

Hats, or ear muffs, scarves too! They can be wrapped up around ears if needed and might cover possible changes in ways the others might not.

[ In the meantime, he does as instructed, picking his way through a rack of coats and jackets, other assorted kinds of outerwear. Pulling one off the rack, he holds it up — it looks like it might fit Emporio, it's a navy blue in colour and has a fleece lined hood. It gets draped over his arm as he continues to push hangers around the rack, glancing around now and then to keep an eye on Nanami. ]

[ Some poor shopper is startled enough to drop their bags when Nanami suddenly seems to materialize out of thin air, reaching for a hat. It takes the bug girl longer than she meant to take, to help the wary human gather their bags, and then to grab two big and fluffy hats off the shelf.

Then she jogs back over to Abbacchio, still at full height. ] I found some-- oh, SCARVES!! [ In her confusion, she forgot to look for them. Around she turns, peering out of big compound eyes to figure out where the scarves are. ]

Ah, sorry, scusa.

[ He's following after her, careful as he goes so as not to knock the shoppers over with his wings, else they'll be joining the contents of their bag on the floor. Her enthusiasm nonetheless brings a quiet smile to his mouth as he plucks the hats from her grasp before she runs off in search of scarves. ]

We should look for ones that aren't too short… [ Fingers glide over some of the scarves on display; testing the texture to see if they're the itchy kind of wool or not. ] What colour do you think we should pick?

[ It's a good thing her wings are folded away right now - delicate as they are, they'd be more liable to get hurt than really inconvenience someone else. ]

Rainbow! That way whatever their favorite color is, it'll be there. [ And she picks out several - two for each of them. ]

Might be hard-pressed trying to find rainbow scarves…

[ He looks, but there doesn't seem to be any in a full spectrum, not unless they want to buy a handful of different coloured scarves and stitch them together to make one — and he doesn't say that, because he imagines Nanami would want to — what he does do, is pull up a couple of simple patterned ones, though, holding them up for Nanami to inspect. One in dark vertical stripes, and the other is a brighter plaid. They're sort of in colours that might suit their intended owners. There's an extra in his hands though, this one has a hat attached, and he holds it towards Nanami. ]

This would suit you.

[ Whatever she has planned next is a mystery to him, but she should be warm, too. ]

Oh...!!

[ She drops what she's doing and puts it on to try it out. ]

It's beautiful... thank you! [ She's definitely walking out with this one. ]

Have you tried anything on yet?... [ They're not shopping for themselves, but... it's worth asking! ]

[ He snorts, an amused little sound, because it seems very much like Nanami to make that sort of assessment about a scarf and hat set. He was right, though, it does suit her. As to her question, though, he shakes his head. ]

Me? No, I have most of what I need for this weather. And I don't think there's an awful lot in here that would account for, you know, the wings and tail. Most things I need to have custom fit around the back now… lots of ties and snaps. Why, you see something?

[ Unless Nanami has found the holy grail of Lizard Footwear, because he misses shoes. So much. Do you know how miserable it is, when you can't wear shoes and also the floor is covered in snow and ice? It's awful. He can't see that happening here though, and so he's picturing a scarf or maybe some silly ear-coverings, given that that's what they were looking for. Whatever Nanami has in mind, it can't harm to humour her, seeing as how they're not in a hurry, at least. ]

Yeah! There was a-- hold on.

[ She shrinks down again and flits halfway across the little store - her new scarf and hat go with her.

A few moments later she returns, holding something on a rack that shrank with her - and when she grows back to full size again, she holds the garment up for Abbacchio to try. ]

I think this would stay out of your way!! [ It's a dark dress - simple and modest, and also backless; so it won't get stuck on his wings. The build is large enough to accommodate his bulky gargoyle form. ]

What do you think?

I'll… be here. [ As if he's going anywhere else. That she's able to fly off like that, shrinking down and having whatever she grabs do the same is a blessing, he won't lie. Navigating the aisles of the small store with his size is nothing short of a nuisance.

He's stood with his bundle of scarves and such in his arms when she returns, and he sputters as she holds up the dress. She's right about one thing; it wouldn't get in the way. Sure, he's played with clothing to create a more androgynous silhouette. Even in his teens he remembers idly flipping through his mothers' issues of Vogue with more interest than was probably suitable, and looked on in fascination as the musicians he liked, and their fans blurred the lines of what was socially acceptable. All things considered, it is a nice dress — matched to his typical dark style of clothing — but, well, it's a dress. ]

… I don't think it would fit, and it would be a shame to have it get torn.

[ A half-hearted gesture to the pointed spikes on his shoulders, scales across his face and neck starting to darken. The back is entirely exposed too, a benefit in movement but, he's been keeping the ugly scar across his torso covered more or less the whole time he's been here… Nanami might be one of the few people who has seen it, back in Lake Dala. ]

[ Nanami falters, considering. He's right; the spikes might tear it if the two of them aren't careful. ]

Well, we could go to get it tailored, or reinforced! But I think it's your size... [ She holds it up to the gargoyle to check. ] Yeah. It'll fit, I think!

[ That's the logical conclusion. Of course, he should have expected it would be, he's known Fugo for how long? He shifts as she holds it up, the fabric looks like it has some give to it, but seems like it would be something that hugged his figure. ]

… You don't think it would be, you know—

[ Hesitating, he trails off. Would it be wrong? Someone like him, wearing something like that. He's seen others here wearing skirts or dresses, or, rather brazenly, nothing at all. Long hair and make-up, they've always been a form of rebellion for him; they're comfortable, even, but is this a step too far? Giorno's worn dresses. Hell, Bucciarati wore delicate lace pieces under his suits. ]

Mm...?

[ She doesn't quite understand the question. But she waves two of her hands, defensively. ]

Ah, if you don't want to, you don't have to! I can look for something else. It just seemed like your style...

[ Ah… She seemed so excited about it, and he really doesn't want to disappoint her. ]

I'll try it on. Not here, but… [ Of course, that would mean buying it. ] If it doesn't fit, then we can bring it back.

[ As if he doesn't know that by agreeing, that Nanami will likely insist on having it altered so it does fit. The garment ending up in his wardrobe space feels like an inevitability at this point, and it's not like he has to wear it. ]

Got it!

[ She adds it to the little pile of clothes they've been gathering. Mission: SUCCESS. She's really excited to see how he looks in it. ]

And if it doesn't fit, but you still want it, we can take it to get it tailored. [ She looks through the clothes they've selected. ] Are we missing anything?...

[ Nanami gets a small nod, as he watches her add it to their pile. They still have some other things they could stand to pick up while they're here, though. ]

Maybe some more pieces of warmer clothing, we don't know what their changes will be, so we shouldn't get anything super restrictive — wings growing in when you're wearing something tight isn't pleasant, speaking from experience — but mostly anything that can easily be replaced.

[ It shouldn't be too hard to gather some of that here, they might not even need to head to the mall after all. ]

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