She was looking at them all, in fact. There was a lot to look at! Why were there so many! Shinji!! Was this you!?

But before she could launch any questions from that train of thought, Kaito was there to derail her with his kiss and soft words. His favorite... so he really had picked all those dresses himself? He'd actually thought about it enough to prefer one?

"It fits," Kyoko mumbled, still dizzy with questions. He--he knew her size? She made it--

Though she barely noticed, Kaito had gotten her sitting down, which was a good safety move in case she actually did lose consciousness. "You... borrowed the clothes too, right?"