[ Three months is quite a while, by her personal calendar... but even she can recognize this is a serious collection in here. Her hoard had barely grown at all in three months, his room is way more cluttered than she'd managed to get her cave. She finally pulls her attention to his bed, regards it for a moment, and decides it will do. And she does care about keeping the dress in one piece, thanks, she's already learned how annoying they are to replace.
Without an ounce of self consciousness she reaches back to undo the latches, slides it down her chest, and wiggles out of the thing entirely. It's not a very sexy move, it looks more like she's undressing for an audience of just herself at the end of the day. She steps out of her shoes with just as much presentation, then takes a seat at the edge of the bed, fully naked.
And because she can't just stop asking questions: ] If you can teleport, why didn't you bring us here directly and save us the walk?
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Without an ounce of self consciousness she reaches back to undo the latches, slides it down her chest, and wiggles out of the thing entirely. It's not a very sexy move, it looks more like she's undressing for an audience of just herself at the end of the day. She steps out of her shoes with just as much presentation, then takes a seat at the edge of the bed, fully naked.
And because she can't just stop asking questions: ] If you can teleport, why didn't you bring us here directly and save us the walk?