[At their reveal, Alois' visage remains neutral, before splintering into a sputtering smile. Bubbled giggles immediately follow, light, young, and musical laughter, though wholly genuine—littered with the occasional gasp, even.]

Th- those, those— [He's consumed by his amusement, eyes smiling as much as his own mouth at Miyuki's, as if this whole thing is so plainly funny he ought to just understand.] Those aren't, [squeaking with giggles, badly impersonating Miyuki's voice:] men's underwear.

Those are— [Finally, he mostly contains himself, but a breathy, little hiccup of amusement still slips free.] Well, I don't know. It's a loincloth, possibly. It's my best guess. I mean, look. It's so little.

[Resurfacing of what's tickled him:] Men's underwear.