Arialla let out a brief chuckle, responding with light-hearted sarcasm: "No, Samuel, you absolutely must lay bare all your secrets before me!"
Taking the clothes, she went upstairs and changed quickly, returning within a few minutes. The pants fit her well, though she'd had a little trouble with the shirt buttons -- they didn't use such fastening at home, and while she'd figured out the principle, she'd struggled with the unfamiliar motions of actually getting the buttons into the holes. She'd done up enough of them to appear decently covered, then given up, so that the shirt hung open at the bottom. Having no idea how the styles were actually supposed to look, she'd left them all askew, and appeared quite disheveled, though she didn't realize as much.
"You have a lot of books in there," she said. "Are you a scholar?"
Taking the clothes, she went upstairs and changed quickly, returning within a few minutes. The pants fit her well, though she'd had a little trouble with the shirt buttons -- they didn't use such fastening at home, and while she'd figured out the principle, she'd struggled with the unfamiliar motions of actually getting the buttons into the holes. She'd done up enough of them to appear decently covered, then given up, so that the shirt hung open at the bottom. Having no idea how the styles were actually supposed to look, she'd left them all askew, and appeared quite disheveled, though she didn't realize as much.
"You have a lot of books in there," she said. "Are you a scholar?"
