"If you weren't dressed in as a gwisin*, no one would be looking at us awkwardly" Ye Rim grumbled moodily when for the fourth time a child gaped and got afraid to crossing ways with Eun Ha because of her garments. The child's mother had scowled at the stylist and pulled her son away, while the two women strolled late-afternoon along a busy sidewalk. The fairy shrugged, straightening the gât on her head:
"I don't expect everyone to understand the concept of my exquisite outfit."
"I don't understand it, for example. This blue...ah, thing in just one eye, for instance. What do you call that?" Ye Rim commented rather mockingly.
"Mo-no-cle. Monocle. It's part of my… ahem, Joseon Steampunk concept." Eun Ha instinctively corrected the position of the accessory on her face. "President Baek liked it."
"He must have thought you were cosplaying."
