That made her lower lip push up slightly, wondering if Asami knew what that small tilt seemed like.

"Dress up??" Her voice cracked slightly at that and she reaffirmed her grip when the moped was on the move again. "I don't really have any other clothes." she confessed as the wind picked up her pony tail again.

For being hit by a moped, she had no idea why she was the one feeling guilty.