The smile on Lenally's face would be called by some more of a grimace. But that of course would be very kind.<br/><br/>"O-of course. I would love to ensure I do my part to help....." voice trails off, her sentence barely audible. "I've already made sure to pack my clothing well. You have no need to fret Mother"<br/><br/>Is as stiff as a board, not moving at all as her mother compliments how nice she looks in a dress and talking of how she should have an appropriate wardrobe every day.<em>Damn fineries and damn manners!!!!</em>screams in her head, but at least has the common sense to keep those thoughts to herself. Lenally loved her parents so much, but just could not understand why they would not just let her do as she pleased. She wasn't hurting anyone.....unless they tried to kiss her. Or reprimand her...or....at any rate, she knew she'd have to do her best to avoid wearing women's clothing.<br/><br/>"I am far too plain for men to notice, they would much rather a more buxom woman than one such as I"