"We have many wardrobes." Solus replied. "Pick anything you like."
After many tries and a few minutes, Friya came out of her room wearing one of Elina's dresses.
"This is a bit short and old-fashioned for my taste but it will do until we find a clothing store." She said while straightening her sleeves.
"It's weird seeing you dressed like my mother." Lith was actually creeped out but preferred making no mention of it. "Couldn't you use one of Solus' dresses?"
"Tight on the chest, large on the hips, and barely reaches below my hips. I looked like a slutty barmaid." Friya shook her head.
"The moment you heal, I'm going to kill you." Solus snarled in embarrassment.
"What about Tista, then?" Lith ignored her.
"Large on the chest, tight on the hips, and too long. I looked like a girl in her mother's clothes." Friya burned with envy, and Faluel had a hard time repressing a chuckle. "Rena's clothes would have been a perfect fit if she had your mother's breasts-"
