A shuffling noise could be heard as she dropped the towel and slipped into the clothes; Hatsune was happy that her assumption was right, the clothes fit her perfectly. The skirt hit her mid-thigh but the tights helped her in that department. She shivered only momentarily when she was pulling the shirt over her head as her hair hit her back, the ends still a little wet. She caught sight of herself in the mirror, Hatsune almost looked like her regular self, the bags still quite visible but they would fade eventually.<br/><br/>Softly she cleared her throat, "I-I'm done." she told him, feeling less exposed and a little more confident being that she was clean and clothed. Her body stood a little straighter, showing that she had gained back a little confidence, but she was still wary of the man she was to share a bed with. Before he turned around her eyes scanned his hair and his physique, he well toned from what she could see, even if she couldn't see much. Yuki had always taken very good care of himself. This was nothing new.<br/><br/>The clothes hugged her body and showed off her small frame, the top accentuating her breasts and the skirt giving off the impression that her hips were fuller than they were. Hatsune didn't mind this, she also enjoyed that the skirt color complimented her hair nicely, this was a pleasant surprise. She felt much more put together. Her stomach growled loudly, mad that she hadn't eaten in a long time.