"Let's go then," she responds, moving her hand away with a slightly eroticised stroke at the end, her fingertips tracing Fuuten's arm before she bounds off towards a supply of blankets, cheap, course things only suitable for covering something, and a building that had fallen apart cleanly, leaving decently cut timbers instead of simple debris.<br/><br/>"We can use this stuff to build a temporary shelter over where the injured are," she explains as she starts picking things up, untying one of the two ropes she has for her clothing to tie a bundle of timbers together before hefting them onto her shoulder, her left breast nearly popping out of her top. It's an unconcious action, but nonetheless a sexual one, as she makes little effort to cover herself.