[ In that time, Miyuki's sat back on the bed to get his shoes on again, just in case, and stood once more. He adjusts the cuffs of his shirt idly, pulling at one to eye the shackle fit so snug around his wrist. If their captor can bind their wrists like that... then it's likely the same for their ankles. And are there other functions to them, or still other ways their captor can manipulate the room?

Miyuki is broken out of his thoughts as Alois starts to speak. He doesn't seem too scandalized by the prompt's implication, which the older boy supposes is a good thing. He laughs shortly at the admission — ]

You sure showed me~ [ But no, that's a bit too harsh. Alois can find it in him to be honest, so Miyuki confesses in kind: ]

If I knew you'd agree to wear it, I wouldn't have picked the dress in the first place.

[ But they can't change their decisions now, apparently. He offers a shrug as he heads for the closet again. ]

Guess we helped shoot each other in the foot.

[ Alois, because he's now stuck in girls' clothes for however long. Miyuki... because he's stuck with Alois who is wearing those clothes. They fit him far too well and at the very least, Miyuki can recognize that he looks cute in them. A fact that manages to come back to him in the quiet moments, when he's not focused on more pressing matters. ]

Over here. [ Beckoning, kneeling down by the squat drawers again. ] These probably aren't what you're used to either... [ He definitely wants Alois to see before shocking him with what modern women's underwear looks like. Because if he thought the men's was scanty... Miyuki opens the bottom and draw and, just as he'd thought, it contains a colorful array of different styles of women's undergarments. ]