Obscura, helping Gabrielle along, once inside seem to move her head from side to side as if scanning it silently, then she moved over to the couch and tapped her skirt-draped shin on it, gauging it's relative distance to it, nodding to herself slowly. She turned to Gabrielle and smiled at her in thanks for her cozy escort into the wagon and then dislodged her arm from her so that she could turn to Camelia with a well, with the eye coverings, it was a blank expression. No smile or hint of irony there on her pursed lips or no crinkling of her smallish nose. She looked straight ahead and Camelia couldn't tell if Obscura was looking at her (not looking per se but direction-ally focused) or past her or if it was just that she was pointed randomly in her direction.<br/><br/>Either way her hands when to her waist below her belly button and removed a clip as she dropped her ornate jewelry to the floor leaving her skirt free for her hands to reach around her back and loosen some strings that held her long skirt up, then unwrapping it like a burrito from her waist and letting that drop. Now her long lithe legs were exposed, toned from what was probably a life of living in the mist of nature yet still pale, perhaps even paler than the rest of her skin since her legs were constantly hidden under her skirt. What was once half exposed over the top area above her belly button was not fully exposed except for her loin cloth that covered her pelvis like a modest bikini, just enough to cover her mound and half of her ass cheeks and two inch wide strap around the top of her hips holding it. She pulled the top of her loin cloth below her belly button down almost completely exposing her clean shaven mound with a little hint of natural hair, short and trimmed at the tip of her hood that was now covered by her thumb holding her loin cloth down.<br/><br/>The point of all this was to show the full extent of the tattoo that Camelia had given her. A swirling black display of the sun, with the center of it round her bellybutton and the rays of it extending it from there over her mound, the tops of her thighs and her abdominal muscles. She used her other hand to "feel" the tattoo on her skin as she explored her tummy and below her waist again, still mostly stoically or at least plainly but putting it on display for Camelia.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: purple">Does something look different to you, Camelia?</span>"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>