"Drama show?" he murmured quietly, not particularly asking a question so much as repeating what had been said in his confusion. He assumed Hikaru meant a stage production of some sort and didn't comment on it further. Nor did he comment on the nickname for his feathered companion.

"Practical as always," the onmyoji remarked in regards to the shoes, smirking faintly and shaking his robes out lightly, checking himself over.

"Is it very far away? We can gather a few provisions from the kitchen on the way out if it seems relevant. Otherwise I believe Kaoru and myself are prepared to go immediately." It was a common enough thing by this point in most of the live of the inhabitants of the Bastion. There was always some new area to explore or some new crisis to address and people simply adapted to preparing on short notice. Seimei had always been fairly adept at it, even before coming to the strange place.