He steps in as soon as she allows him tipping his head like he's got free hands and a hat to tip with.

"It's a little more snug than the uniform, but that's alright. It'll be perfect when it gets looser from the wash." And by that, and his quick meeting of her eyes, he means when he hasn't got even this much meat on his bones. He's clearly pleased.

He just barely stops himself on the mat when he sees how clean in is. "Where-- ah, ha--" He laughs as though at some private joke. He takes a minute to recover. "...Where should I put my shoes? I don't want to ruin your room unless you don't mind."