Vyre narrowed her eyes and folded her arms across her chest.<span style="color: #5900b3"> "Did I ask you to pick out what I wanted? Or did I tell you to pick out things you want to see me wear?" </span>Her gazed snapped to the Dwarf and clamped her hand over Anna's mouth.<span style="color: #5900b3">"Shut up. I told her to pick out some clothes for me to try on. Her terrible stutter is a result of her... past life before I took her as a pet. Her lack of a backbone and inability to think for herself are also because of it. I want to see the kinds of clothes she would pick out for me and she couldn't even do that without having a melt down."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>