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The sun had always been bright. He remembered it being bright, it was not a surprise to him. It was simply his biology that had forgotten how to handle it all - much to his frustration.

Which was why Itsuki'd taken to squinting at the sky whenever he went out - when he could go out on muscles that were still trying to remember how to walk and hold his weight, a task that had become significantly easier over the last few months.A few individuals stopped to stare as they passed, their odd expressions betraying that they'd never been denied the warmth of the sun on their skin, perhaps didn't appreciate such a thing.

They were absolute fools.

But one couldn't spend a whole day appreciating the little things. He'd left the house on his father's request - He needed to be presentable for a company meeting so that those who thought perhaps the fresh-from-dreamland heir needed to be ousted could see he was doing well. Which meant after several years, he needed a proper suit that actually looked like it fit him. Those he had fit a body with actual mass to it - mass he'd get to gain back yet. The road ahead was still long.

And it was two steps into the store he realized he knew little to nothing about what he was looking for, and would likely need to flag down somebody to help him become presentable...rather than the tired and comparatively lazily dressed man he was compared to other customers.

But he wasn't quick to speak up, instead standing off at one of the displays, staring at it with the most default look his face could manage - absolute disapproval.

There was always somebody nearby if one spent enough time squinting at finery and looking almost like a hobo by comparison - though anybody bold enough to make such an accusation to Itsuki would have found themselves wishing they had not. Rubbing his jaw as Astrid approached, the look of disapproval unchanging as he barely took a moment to take the young woman in.

He somehow didn't suspect she'd take it too personally.

"There are certainly a more choices than last I checked. Are they all occasion or does the," he paused, crinkling his nose as he fumbled over the word he was looking for between languages, before choosing to reword the sentence with more easily recalled words for an addled brain. "Are they sorted by cut or occasion?"

Better.

Of course they were sorted by cut. Itsuki nearly dragged a hand down his face, but instead rested it against his chin in a look of almost.....ponderance. "It has been some time since I was fitted for a suit, unfortunately," he admitted with a frown. Would it make a difference that he felt to be about two-thirds the person he used to be the last time?

"Do you have anything from Ring Jacket?" it had always been a safe bet, at least.