"You really are fine if I have this set of attire… free of charge? It looks too… sumptuous this attire is… least to me,"
There was seen a loose garment, a pale-creamy yellow fabric of a tunic hanging down and wrapping this one silhouette of a small and slender; neck-length of green-haired lady appeared being distracted once stepping out from one of these many ebony-shaded wooden carriages... being distracted by her own clothes apparently, a newly acquired piece of finery after being given. Her monotonous tone uttered those of unconvincing words to herself, plainly to be perceived through all of her hardly changed in expression upon receiving seemingly a complimentary present – hence this lime-green eyes she looked it down around; in awe to gape down at this fine-looking tunic, to see in wonder upon its detailed yet a complex lace pattern of adornment which knitted in white thread along the side,
