Vega blushes to find that her shirt is in the hands of Delilah. Ever since she laid eyes on her, Vega kinda grew a crush on her. But because she couldn't even do anything about it in the chaos of the past hours. "Um. thank you. Ih---If you want, you can put on my shirt. Since there does not seem to be anything for you to be wearing, it should cover you up quite nicely." Vega moved up a little, "My name is Vega. I am sorry we had no time to be chatting," she replied as her hand goes out to shake hers, with her other hand covering her nipples from sight, and her side turned so Delilah couldn't see her va-jay-jay. Vega has no idea that someone has seen Delilah and has her in their sites for breakfast, her attention is all on her eyes, and chest.<br/><br/>((I've been wanting to do something like this for weeks now, hope you all don't mind))