You detail your idea to Iori, and hand the reluctant Kamui to him. While it's not the same Iori as the one in your timeline, you feel that you can trust him. The process only takes an hour, surprisingly.
"Well, I still have a hard time believing what Inumuta said, but I hope this will do.", Iori says.
Two suits. Like, business suits. One black, one white. The eyes were turned into kerchiefs, placed in breast pockets. The black suit has one, while the white has two.
"Senketsu? Junketsu?", you ask.
"We're still alive, somehow.", Senketsu says.
"That was... something else.", Junketsu adds.
The two of you put the Kamui on.
You examine your new look. It's pretty odd. "...I'm not sure I'm used to something like this."
"We do look different, though, don't we?", Satsuki says, while looking in the mirror. "I'd say that's the intended purpose achieved."
"I guess... How do we activate them, though?", you ask.
"The shirt's cufflinks.", Iori answers.
Sure enough, they look pretty close to the skin, and they can be snapped close a bit further.
You thank Iori, who is still having trouble believing you're from a different timeline, and head back to the tower. The Devas, except Sanageyama, examine your new look with interest. Nonon's expression is somewhat... dreamy?
Suddenly, the door behind the throne opens, and the other Satsuki steps out. She takes a moment to look at your suits, as well.
She takes a seat on her throne. "I suppose I should tell you this: it would probably be best if you avoided contact with this timeline's Matoi Ryuuko."
"Why's that?", you ask.
"She is impulsive, very much so. You've seen my reaction to seeing a second me. Matoi Ryuuko can only react more strongly."
You shrug. "I don't see the problem. She's essentially me, though our stories in the past eight years have been different. I'm sure we can find a common language."