
"That...sounds like a good idea I suppose" he muttered, though he could always get his old clothing...even if they were a bit tattered. His gaze moved to Jimmy when he protested, though his eyes narrowed as soon as the other twins demeanor changed and he cringed away from Max. He watched Jimmy run off, before his gaze turned to Maxwell in suspicion, but when the male turned to him he looked just as he had...not threatening at all, which was weird. Izaya averted his gaze quickly, unable to hide his slight discomfort with the whole situation. Now he was supposed to spend his day shopping with one twin who hated his guts, and another who was all in all suspicious as hell.
Izaya simply shook his head and met Max's bright green orbs with his own bloody red ones. He wasn't right....something about Maxwell was sitting wrong with him and he wasn't sure what it was. He simply let silence dampen the room again as he and Maxwell waited for Jimmy, unable to really think of anything to say to the other man.