Threading her fingers together the woman steeples them below her chin, smiling comfortingly at the girl despite the ravenous sheen to her gaze. "Oh we could work with that. You're not the first I've met with skin so sensitive to the sun. Have you considered parasols? Fashionable umbrellas that keep the sun off your skin?" Already she is considering options. "You'd have to hold them with at least one hand unless you'd be willing to try wide-brimmed hats. It would let you explore for more comfortably." After being trapped so long she certainly deserves as much freedom as Hotaru can provide her.
Tilting her head, heterochromic eyes flit over the current dress the other woman is wearing. "Hmm...what if we meet in the middle? I could do some layered options with white beneath an outer layer, or white embroidery. Some floral designs on dresses, a pop of it so that even if it dirties it will still stand out." If it's what Maea likes then the seamstress will take it into consideration. Never let it be said that she ignored customer desires, even if some modifications would be necessary for the future adventuring garb.
Tilting her head, heterochromic eyes flit over the current dress the other woman is wearing. "Hmm...what if we meet in the middle? I could do some layered options with white beneath an outer layer, or white embroidery. Some floral designs on dresses, a pop of it so that even if it dirties it will still stand out." If it's what Maea likes then the seamstress will take it into consideration. Never let it be said that she ignored customer desires, even if some modifications would be necessary for the future adventuring garb.
be gentle my little thunderstorm
the world is just not ready
the world is just not ready
