[ Myira takes a moment, tongue sticking from the corner of her mouth, to navigate the intricacies of putting on stockings. She manages it, though, tugging them up over her knees with a triumphant grin. She runs her hands across her covered legs and tilts her head up to look at Lakshmi. ]
They feel kinda strange, but I think I'll get used to it. What's next?
[ She casts her eyes over the remaining pile of small clothes, looking uncertain. ]
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They feel kinda strange, but I think I'll get used to it. What's next?
[ She casts her eyes over the remaining pile of small clothes, looking uncertain. ]