Sighing as she did indeed spy a hole where her right breast would hang out, shuddering at the thought that while she had been unconcious bits of her body had apparently been exposed in such a fashion. Sonja turned her gaze toward the maid with a quirk of her brow, "I am no Lady..please..it is just Sonja." Eyeing the leather carefully, the Sorceress begins the process of slipping off her shift, and pulls the leather top on, backwards. "Can you help me fasten the back now Ursa?" That would take care of modesty, it definitely was a sight tight around her breast area, the front having been designed to accomodate her rather then the back, but it would do for modesty sake.<br/><br/>"I appreciate the effort you went through to find the garment..though you can thank your King for the added work of remembering holes and tears. That was his idea, not mine." Turning her back to the maid, so that she could reach the fasteners easier she continues speaking without much mirth. "If people were just a little less tight lipped around here, and someone would tell me something other then simply expecting me to go along with ..with who knows what docilely then we probably could have avoided the whole scene yesterday."