Rosen patted his shoulder again, "Don't fight it, just accept it."

Long glanced at the clothes for a moment before looking back at Rosen. "... I'll try," he decided quietly.

Rosen blinked, he hadn't meant it so seriously, "Uh... okay, good."

So Long went off to change. It took a little longer than it should have, but the clothes suited him well. It would take him a little longer to be completely confident in it though.

Rosen stared at Long. And continued to stare not seeming to realize he was staring.

Long blushed a little as he glanced down at himself. "... Does it look alright?" he asked quietly. He was rocking the pants as he turned around a little to look in the mirror.

Rosen cleared his throat again, "Looks fine for the log you are," he decided before turned to leave, "Let's go."

Long paused before slowly following after Rosen.

Once they got to the Juttle's Rosen stretched a bit, looking back at Long, "Where should we go?" he asked, "To a club?"

Long shrugged a little.

Rosen paused, eyeing Long, "Have you been to a club?"

Long nodded a little.

"... actually danced in the clubs," Long clarified

Long shook his head.

"Can you dance?" Rosen asked, a little scared of the answer.

Long started to nod, but paused. "... Some formal ballroom," he explained.