Panicked eyes seek out Miaren's, giving her a quick nod, her appreciation for the empathy she was showing her playing out in her eyes.  Her stance relaxing by a millimeter as she realizes what the other woman is saying.<br/><br/><em>I think maybe you're right.  But maybe we should stay together if we can?  I don't like the idea of being separated.  Anything can happen and we don't know this place.  Do you think she will give us something else to wear?</em><br/><br/>Fern's uncomfortableness at her bare state evident in her stance, bringing her legs together to cover her bare sex, one hand draped seemingly negligently in front of her as her other hand gripped her opposite bicep, covering her rounded breasts as much as was possible.<br/><br/><em>Miaren, given the choice I'd rather fight my way out.  <strong>That</strong> at least I understand.  This..  this is just..  I don't understand anything.  None of it makes sense.</em>