[When it becomes apparent the garment is no longer a literal sticking point, he shucks the thing off, hurling it into a corner of the room with an irritated huff. That's one piece down, too damn many more to go... While they talk, he starts fiddling with the belt to the chaps, hoping to have better luck with them.

It's embarrassing to admit you haven't got a clue how things work, but everybody has to start somewhere, right?]

Seriously? Man, I hate to think what else they've got up their sleeves...

[He seems a touch incredulous, but mostly resigned by this point. Yato's gotten a taste of the resort now, and it's become apparent that this is his life for the foreseeable future. Which... isn't terrible by most standards? It's definitely awkward and kinda galling, but beats being eaten by ayakashi.]

Yeah, I read up on them on this thing-- [He shakes the wrist with the Watch on it, frowning.] At least there's an out, even if it requires a whole of... uh... intimate relations.