[spoiler]As soon as the rest re-appear...[/spoiler]
Rinzen hears what she says, but doesn't seem to care. He looks down at himself; his regular clothes, and suddenly, they seemed comfortable, yet still ill-fit. Not to his body, but to his style and personality. He wanted more black, like in the old days. He suspected it was the psychological regression from his experience inside the gate. That gate could get addictive if ever he had the chance to get back into the place.
After half-listening to Kagura's words, and as the rest of the group flies back into reality, Rinzen chimes up, "So... did that experience suck for anybody else?" He stood, rubbing his lower back, and taking off the detached sleeves before replacing the gloves. Thinking for a moment, he takes away the hip-guard he was wearing too. After a few more seconds thought, he replaced all of it onto his body. The clothes, he decided, were fine; they just needed a bit of a touch-up. They were older, beaten up, not nice to look at our particularly fine to the touch.