Judy
*This was certainly awkward. The younger one assuring the older one, who was a mother at one point, that nothing will go wrong. Ironic.*

*Yakaiyo has no time to think about that, as she feels the sweat start to collect on her skin, her body tremoring. She's trying her best not to panic, but with so many elves around, it's incredibly difficult.*

*The Treton nods. There's no way she's going in there. Yakaiyo moves into a corner, trying to not be noticed.*
Victor
Sensing her companion's discomfort, she took a breather. Leaning on a side of a wall, she scanned the Treton with her eyes, nodding along to herself. 

Yakaiyo (for some reason) can't toughen up and face a knife-eared asshole, nor can she sneakily scale up a wall and enter through a window - which is preferred, considering how limited of a budget Pyetra currently has. She blames her stupidity. 

Unfortunately, there's really no pass to this. As much as she wanted to mitigate the little risks there are, it would only lead to more problems on the path ahead.

And so, she drew out a sigh. Grasping the sides of her wide-brimmed hat she slid it off her head, unbuttoning her robes and stripping it off her person as well. She wasn't out nude, rather she wore an additional white sweater beneath it. 

Staring into Yakaiyo's scarlet eyes, she simply placed the hat atop the Treton's head then sliding the loose-fitting midnight garmat in her hands. 

"Wear it. Cover your face as much as possible."
Judy
*Elves. Too many elves.*

*Soon, she sees the magus take off her robe and hat, slightly confused, then realizing it was for her once she handed them to her. The fact that Pyetra was doing this, not just leaving her in the open, Yakaiyo already knew what her character was.*

*The treton obliges, staying silent. She's now completely covered by dark robes and a wide hat.*