'I guess our standing together isn't as bad as I thought' He thought to himself in surprise from the praise of Lancer, being quite out of the blue but... There was something that Lancer triggered in him but he couldn't remember what it was, shrugging off the feeling, he couldn't help but smile along with the other before heading out into the forest. Putting on his jacket that was hanging on the door in a smooth motion and sliding out the door.
The glow of the moonlight piercing through the haven which the trees provided, the wind rustled as it began to pick up a while ago during the start of the ritual. Now it was simply a steady stream of the wind which pressed against his body as he looked out, condensation was beginning to stick onto the patches of grass and the slight dampness on the earth. He began the hike from the cottage after he secured and locked the door, walking down the trail to the city. The crunching of twigs, leaves and the sound of earth being grounded up from his footsteps would continue on for quite a while...
It would take about a decent fifteen minutes descending the path with some twists and turns, but finally after one last and finally bend in the woods came the sight of the buildings, cement streets, and concrete sidewalks. Hopping over the fence which would of added a good 10 more minutes to move around, their entrance to the town of Redrock was greeted with a nearby quiet bar, the town presumably only nightclub which gathered customers from the front, a few people still walking on the streets and several open stores which would stay late until midnight. It was certainly a quaint town but still sizeable to provide major conveniences such as chain stores which would have been perfect if they only arrived during open hours...
Thus, the option of going to larger stores with more variety was out of the window but thankfully, one store's opening hours were just right that they had about an hour left to shop for clothes that would fit Lancer. Having a decent variety that was impressive for a store, it was a neat place in the small city like Redrock could have inside. To his surprise, they indeed had a more variety than he expected and had fun picking out several option to try out for himself before it finally smacked him in the head.
'What size does Lancer even wear?' A rouge thought that snuck up on Uriel as he was taking his time sorting through the clothes. He sighed as he randomly grabbed a few articles of clothing of various sizes and headed for the changing room. Whispering to Lancer, taking a hint of the awkwardness of the situation but was thankful that he was the only one of the few in the sore
"Lancer, I am going to need you to try on a few outfits to see which one fits you, I don't know your size and I don't think you don't either. We are going to need to get you some clothes to blend in if you want to come into physical form which I'd prefer you in." He said in a hush voice as he began setting out the different outfits into piles which they would match preferably, the struggle now was to have Lancer try them on which could prove to be a hassle if he didn't like them. Anticipating this in advance, for Uriel to shoot for the sleeveless shirts and shorts which would be most similar to his default armor.