"If it's not, I guess we'll know soon enough." Undaunted by Ruca's doubt, he kneels down in front of Ruca. A slight blush dusted his cheeks when he gently pushed past the other boy's skirts to reach for the proper foot. The fact that Ruca was wearing skirts at all was odd, but considering the curses going around, there might very well be a reason. Even if there wasn't, he wasn't about to judge. He firmly believed that so long as people were upholding the laws of the land, they should be free to live however they wanted.

Taking hold of Ruca's foot, he pulled the other's shoe off. Then gently, so gently, and holding his breath, he tried to slide the glass shoe on.