Normally, Dōjima would have no shame and could laugh this off.

This, however, was Rikku, and one of the few people that Yurika respected enough to care what she thought. With an embarrassed 'meep', she grabbed at one of the discarded shirts.

Oh god.

"Um, hi?" she offered lamely, the same shade of scarlet to match Romeo. "Let me just, um, yeah."