"Yeah, probably," Kon said, taking off his pants, and then briefly floating as he pulled off his socks.

Cramming everything into the backpack and weighing it down was probably their best bet.

As he took off each article of clothing, the wind tried to carry it off, and before long he was dropping articles of clothing and grabbing them just in time - only to drop something else and grab it just in time.

He started laughing because it was getting ridiculous.

"I think the wind doesn't want us to be able to get dressed again after. And you know what? I don't blame it. You know those crazy, anthropomorphic, elemental beings and how they love to oggle beautiful people."