The youkai reached her tiny hands out to Kiryu's filthy shirt and put it on, assuming it must have been a custom to cover yourself. Umiko tied the arms of the cloth tightly around her neck before wrapping the rest of the shirt around her body in an elaborate way. She didn't know how she was doing, nor did she no how to wear a shirt. Nor did she know how to use her hands. Strange as it may be, however, Umiko managed to cover herself- or at least what mattered.

Umiko stared at Alessia, looking almost deeply perplexed in thought for a second before nodding in agreement. "Okay" she responded.