Seto takes the clothing, staring hard at it. He's not entirely sure what would be the best course here, but it seems from what he's seen, that humans prefer modesty. This one's been putting up with his lack of such for a while, and has not made a giant deal about it, so perhaps he ought to reward it.

Even if he doesn't necessarily feel as if he has to...but either way, he places the top on the counter, while unfolding the pants and...after a bit of understandable hesitation, he slowly steps into the first leg, followed by the other...and he pulls the garment up slowly.

Once he gets to where his tail will prevent the hem from rising any further, he glares at the human expectantly.

"This is fine?"