[ Alkaid stands in her towel for a moment as she debates if she should take the offered clothing. Of course, she ought to. He was providing for her as he refused to see her in a dress that was bloodied. In the end she relented and placed it on as well as the robe that was provided for her as well. The robe fit better than his shirt in all honesty. His shirt is large on her, but the robe help keeps it up.
She steps up to the desk and offers a bashful smile. Her ears are turned down slightly and her tail curled along her side. ]
Have any ideas come to you yet?
[ The cold tea does not escape her notice, nor does she comment on it just yet. Instead her eyes go from it to him. ]
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She steps up to the desk and offers a bashful smile. Her ears are turned down slightly and her tail curled along her side. ]
Have any ideas come to you yet?
[ The cold tea does not escape her notice, nor does she comment on it just yet. Instead her eyes go from it to him. ]