Raz wondered why Gallan was getting so flustered. There was no reason to get this way over someone like her. She was simply a bio weapon, and just because she had the body of a human, that didn't mean anything. Right? And yet there he was, with a dumbstruck look, his cheeks red, and his words stuttering as he spoke to her, saying that her outfit wasn't appropriate. "It isn't?" She asks, looking down blankly at the gown she was in, she wore it all the time while at the labs...so why couldn't she wear it now? There was nothing wrong with it, at least it was that way in her mind. But it seemed Gallan thought otherwise.<br/><br/>She shakes her head when he asks if she didn't have anything else to wear. "No." It was either this gown, or her battle outfit. The scientists at the labs didn't think it necessary she have a huge wardrobe of clothes, what was the point?<br/><br/>Raz had turned in her seat slightly, her eyes focused on the male, watching his movements as he dug through his clothes again. Seeing that he was avoiding looking at her, his movements jerky and forced. She sits forward again when he comes back, taking the clothes as they were handed to her, he still was not looking at her. However, she says nothing, not really caring in the least. It was just weird that he was getting this way...over a weapon.<br/><br/>Hearing the words to change, and that's an order, she automatically stands up and pulls off the gown she'd had on, laying it down on the seat of the chair she'd just been sitting in. Raz hadn't even noticed that Gallan had turned around, to keep from seeing her naked body again. She pulls on the pants first, they were form fitting and ended at her ankles. Tilting her head, she wondered why a man would have something like this to wear. But letting the thought slide, she then puts on the t-shirt, which was extremely large on her, and it slid off her shoulder.<br/><br/>Looking down at her outfit now, Raz wasn't quite sure what to say about it. The fabric of the shirt was a foreign feeling, she'd never worn anything like it. The only clothing she was used to were the lab gown, which was made of new processed material, and her combat outfit, specially created for her body. Oh well...this would have to do, if it made Gallan comfortable. She picks up her gown before sitting back down in the chair, carefully folding the white 'dress'.<br/><br/>"So...what does a 'burger' taste like?" Raz suddenly asks, staring straight ahead, but the question was obviously made toward Gallan. She recalled not too long before he'd mentioned that he was going to make her taste a burger, whether she could digest it or not.