Natsuko, on the other hand, grins at the young woman and her newly wet white blouse.  In particular, her eyes linger on the clear and present proof that the water was more than just a little cold.<br/><br/>"So, now that you're back with us, sweetie, I was going to ask for some help finding decent clothes.  But then you fainted as I carried you away from that silly pervert who thinks I'm for sale, and if not for Midori-tan I probably would have had to search you quite thoroughly to find out where you lived.  It would be unkind of me to leave you just lying somewhere in public...helpless..."<br/><br/>She licks her chops in a way that hints only too well at her train of thought.<br/><br/>"So do I take you home, or do we find a boutique of fashionable accoutrements?"