Giselle blushed a bit, used to stripping down to the nude to sleep, and she was normally by herself when she did.  Still, at least it wasn't bothering Emma, which gave the half Drow some comfort as well as she picked up her armor she had so callously discarded and carefully hung it up, easily managing to find a hanger that fit the metal suit of mithril chain links.  It took her a minute to figure out how to use it, having nothing like this back at home, but she figured out how to use the hanger easily enough after a few tries.  "Yeah, the restroom I guess it would be called here.  Bathroom, restroom, same thing in the end right?  Anyway, I'd be grealty appreciative if you would show me the ropes of all this new junk."<br/><br/>When it came time to talk about whether or not she could get by without the technology that was present everywhere in this world, Giselle gave a hearty laugh before she answered.  "Oh I've been alive for three hundred years in a world where magic and the mystical are every day occurrences.  I doubt I'll have problems adjusting again to that place I left behind.  Still, thanks for the vote of confidence Emma.  I need a bath considering I smell like dead troll, Driders, and gods know what else."  She chuckled again, heading to the restroom to receive her first crash course in modern day technology.