A goddess whom's face seems to stiffen from his actions, a light furious blush crept up upon her face, her cheeks turning several shades darker than before, she didn't exactly know how to react to this… should she be enraged for the fact that she had made a fool out of herself for naught, or perhaps even happy at the fact that her master appreciated the sentimental values her actions held…?
Either way, her master's next line of questions had greatly stumped her, leaving her no room nor time to ponder on such trivial matters, instead the goddess began sweating profusely, the back of her uniform now drenched in cold sweat despite such chilly temperatures, placing a hand awkwardly on her neck in a futile attempt to look somewhat natural, it didn't help her case either when she broke her gaze away from her master in a expression of guilt, a nervous chuckle elicited from her lips.
A serious mental dilemma, though it wasn't hard to tell that she hadn't acquired this uniform by any normal means, there were two options for her, to feign innocence and lie to her master, or to spill the truth, neither of which she wanted to do. Instead, the goddess decided to come out with a half-truth, afterall, it wasn’t like she’s keeping it permanently, she’s merely “borrowing” it for the time being, right?!
“I-... this u-uniform?”
“I sto- b-borrowed it from… right, Touko Sakimori… ehe”
A long pause as she attempted to recall whom the uniform truly belonged to, she remembered seeing the nameplate on the door of the dorm where she pilfered the clothes from afterall, but… before the words of her misdeeds had settled in her master’s mind, the goddess quickly pulled her master along by the hand in an attempt to change the topic and jumble his thoughts.
“I-I remember seeing a large big wheel with carriages, I’ve heard people call it… A ferris wheel, mhn… would you like to accompany me upon it, m-master…?”