[If Luke were to say anything, Kaoru would point out that absolutely everything he owns happens to be bold, top-class, cutting-edge fashion, thank you very much. Orange is his favorite color and works beautifully with his hair. His only other option would be to stare at Kaoru's bare chest, I'd imagine, so Luke can be forgiven for staring at the pants. Especially as Kaoru rises from the floor with striking and practiced grace.

He looks rather distant now, though, and a fair bit concerned.] Usually... [He shakes his head slightly.] Usually, I can feel some sense of where Hikaru is. I mean, we'd normally just call stuff like that supernatural, superstitious crap, but we both feel it. Kind of like... a pull towards each other, I guess. Hikaru's found me by that a few times, even. But... but, right now, I can't feel it at all. [Kaoru kind of wraps his arms around himself, rubbing lightly at his upper arms like he's warding off a chill.] It's disorienting.