I always knew I would. [MODESTY IS FOR THE WEAK. Yes, the legs are even more shapely, who knew that was possible. She snatches the shirt away from him and runs to the other side of the room, turns her back, and drops the robe.] And it's a little bit fun, [she says as she squirms into the shirt,] but it's still so inconvenient. And there's... ugh, it's just. Anyway, thank you for coming.
Having clothes that actually fit properly might make you feel better.
[he's actually turned away right as she dropped the robe, like a good gentleman...yep. he weaves his way through the stocking and dresses and shorts and god you already have lots of clothes Alois IS JACK GOING TO REGRET THIS.]
I suppose... Well, I have some clothes I really like; I was thinking of finding things to fit me from those stores. Here, here— [And, buttoned up, she makes for her vanity. The drawer she opens is full of receipts. Surprisingly responsible!!] See, maybe one of these places.
[An uncomfortable beat.]
We'll have to get someone else to drive us, [since Claude cannot.]
[Jack walks over to look at the receipt, see where the store is, when Alois has the sort of uncomfortable moment that heralds something is Very Out Of Place.
His brows draw down, but he doesn't ask. Not yet. Just a hand patting her head.]
[Boy or girl, she'll always blush when Jack acts that way. Which is so ridiculous in light of all the ways Alois has acted toward Jack, but, you know, ~pure heart of a princess~ and stuff. She nods, just a little too frantically.]
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[He squints a little as he comes in, like he's trying not to see more than absolutely necessary. He hands the shirt out to her.]
You make a beautiful girl.
[NOT HITTING ON HER AAAHH SCREAM NO no god damn it those legs are really super right now!]
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Having clothes that actually fit properly might make you feel better.
[he's actually turned away right as she dropped the robe, like a good gentleman...yep. he weaves his way through the stocking and dresses and shorts and god you already have lots of clothes Alois IS JACK GOING TO REGRET THIS.]
Have you a store in mind?
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I suppose... Well, I have some clothes I really like; I was thinking of finding things to fit me from those stores. Here, here— [And, buttoned up, she makes for her vanity. The drawer she opens is full of receipts. Surprisingly responsible!!] See, maybe one of these places.
[An uncomfortable beat.]
We'll have to get someone else to drive us, [since Claude cannot.]
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His brows draw down, but he doesn't ask. Not yet. Just a hand patting her head.]
Ever ridden on a motorcycle, dear?
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Is that what we're—?
Hold on!
[She has to duck down and grab a pair of shorts, running off to pull them on underneath the shirt, because, you know.]
I've never—! Isn't it terrifying?! Oh, my God.
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You just have to hold fast to me, all right? And don't take your helmet off.
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You're not going to let me fall off.
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[He straightens up, smiling, turning away and motioning for Alois to follow him.]