Jiao took the box gladly, opening it and smiling as various pleasant scents reached her. She liked pampering things, things that smelt good and made her feel luxorious. "Thanks. They smell good. Do you use these yourself...?" It did cross her mind (in a sort of silly, hypothetical sense) that a human's goods might not be entirely trustworthy. Or at least, that was the sort of thing Delah would say.
She was assured that no babes or mothers were in the building, so she felt comfortable enough putting down her tea after a sip and taking out the dress, now that there was no risk of...fluids getting on it.
Lifting it up and out of the box, she let the skirt tumble down, but not touch the floor. The pink colour was caught in the light of the fire and windows, giving it the appearance of shifting, changing colours. "So, this is what I made. It should make anyone who sees you want to give you anything you ask for." She claimed with a little smirk.
Jiao
And the bittersweet of every new defeat
Is I'm stronger than before
