"So glad to know the only thing keeping you from raping me is your whim." you mutter. Finishing up with the notepad, you hand it back to Chrysalis, who takes it with her magic to inspect it. "You got a few T-shirts and other tops, but they're all kinda bland. I used to have a ton with bands, movies, and other designs on them back home, but none of those would make sense here. I'll leave it up to you guys to make some of your own design, but here's a few you can start with."