"Well, I'd definitely rather have it than not," Nagito says, robotic digits drumming against the back of his book. "Strictly speaking, we shouldn't need clothes in the afterlife, either, but so far I haven't seen anyone arrive naked."

It is probably worth considering, though; they've all lost most of what they carried, but not clothing or prosthetics or glasses. Another mystery, perhaps.

Nagito sits up a little, leaning forward to better see the dust. It's like being in a very low-resources school. "Go ahead."