“Hm. It’s your wish, but I think the tail is getting used to wagging at me.” She said putting on the t-shirt before grabbing a pair of socks and jeans.

“I’m sorry if it bothers you in any way.” Wind said, watching her put on clothes. It made him feel comparatively bare.

“It’s not bothersome.” She said stopping for a second, “…I just noticed how your naked.”

“Most sapient organisms tend to forgo coverings usually, excepting for colder temperatures, I’ve observed. Since I am not actually organic, the temperature has no effect on me.” Wind stated, shrugging, rather sheepishly.

“Oh. Alright then, that makes me feel better.” She said putting on her pants, “Time for me to work.”

“What is it?“He asked, watching the pants slide on her.

“The stuff I had to do before with my bow and sword.” She said heading back to the steps, putting her hair into a ponytail.

Wind followed. “What was that?” He asked, ignoring his tail.

“Apply fresh lacquer, fletch some more arrows, and clean my sword.” She said heading down the steps.

“Ah. Can I help?” Wind asked.

"Sure. If you want. Just be careful around my sword. It’s pure Crysam. Sharp and deadly to the touch.”