[Thankfully? for the both of them, propriety isn't one of Konoha's top concerns any longer. She's just hot... and the bear hide wrap around her waist definitely wasn't helping. Bear fur also doesn't smell the best when wet, and it, and her kimono beneath it now that it's been peeled away... are soaked with sweat. Desperate for some relief she twists again, pulling her top apart more now that the ties holding it closed were out of the way, weakly fanning herself with a hand. And definitely thankfully, she has a thin sort of underlayer on that still preserves her modesty. Mostly.]
That's better...
[Her eyes flutter closed a moment, breathing a bit easier, though still shallow. If Mother were here...]
You got better, too, right... ? I'll get better soon...
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That's better...
[Her eyes flutter closed a moment, breathing a bit easier, though still shallow. If Mother were here...]
You got better, too, right... ? I'll get better soon...