[Rather than shirk or shy from it, Konoha seems to actually... pose? Sort of? She sets all four hooves, puts her hands on her... well, what would be hips if she were a woman, but on her are equine shoulders, just below the sort of modified plowhorse harness she wears there. Since she came to work, she finds perfectly reasonable the boss might want to inspect her capabilities, so she looks merely confident, not uncomfortable.
But instead of being put to work, she's... invited further inside? She follows obligingly, dripping just slightly damp from her trip here from the temple, but a bit belatedly realizes she's been given a lot of deference, and she didn't even know her name-]
Oh, you don't have to call me "'miss", just Konoha is fine...
[Geez, what a first impression she must be leaving-]
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But instead of being put to work, she's... invited further inside? She follows obligingly, dripping just slightly damp from her trip here from the temple, but a bit belatedly realizes she's been given a lot of deference, and she didn't even know her name-]
Oh, you don't have to call me "'miss", just Konoha is fine...
[Geez, what a first impression she must be leaving-]
What should I call you?