[Well, sorry, Aymeric. Yenh's just going to be one in a parade of people you know, probably.]
[Maybe it's the increasingly casual nature of their relationship, maybe it's the culture around them getting to her, maybe it's a moment of impulse—probably all of them—but Yenh grins and raises a hand to her mouth as she shouts.]
Your smallclothes don't match!
[A townswoman elbows her and scolds her for being rude to the pantysmith's latest model. Yenh's ears perk and she lowers her voice to normal speaking volume.] Oh, no no, I know him. He's a- friend.
[The woman chuckles and bids Yenh to carry on, as she too carries on with her non-panty-related chores.]
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[Maybe it's the increasingly casual nature of their relationship, maybe it's the culture around them getting to her, maybe it's a moment of impulse—probably all of them—but Yenh grins and raises a hand to her mouth as she shouts.]
Your smallclothes don't match!
[A townswoman elbows her and scolds her for being rude to the pantysmith's latest model. Yenh's ears perk and she lowers her voice to normal speaking volume.] Oh, no no, I know him. He's a- friend.
[The woman chuckles and bids Yenh to carry on, as she too carries on with her non-panty-related chores.]