<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/31/76/d9/3176d943cb4109746b2841c5299f2340.jpg)<br/>Jay Willowshade</div></div><br/>Pinna remained red-faced, and quietly cast a<em>prestidigitation</em>spell to dry and clean her soaked features, while she hurriedly groped around for her dress. Jay, on the other hand, grinned broadly, her composure returning quickly.<br/><br/>"Oh, it's not trouble. I'm suddenly feeling very relaxed," the halfling said, slipping off the bed, and taking her time picking through her clothes. She made quite the show of bending down to pick up each garment, perhaps putting just a little more wiggle than necessary into pulling up her panties or getting her shirt fitted just right. As the Halfling was cinching tight the thick buckles on her leather armour, Larissa noticed that the halfling was indeed missing the little finger on her right hand.<br/><br/>"Well then," Jay said, giving one last tug on her clothes to get them all straightened. "What can I do for you?"