Minoru blushed at the compliment. “Thanks... it’s so different from what I usually wear. But it feels, not so different, somehow - the way you made it. It’s amazing.”

It really was a marvelous fashion statement. And Minoru wasn’t sure how to really describe it. It was tailored to accentuate his body, but loose enough to feel as comfortable as a familiar set of scrubs.

“I mean, is there anything you can’t make?” He squeezed Ziggy gently in the one-armed hug.