Both heads turned at the outcry and both human and fae couldn't help but chuckle.  Tommy walked over and made her stop, looking at the tear for a moment before taking off the backpack and pulling off his tunic, leaving him with only the thin white undershirt he wore.  "Here, put that around your waist..." he offered, handing her the garment.  The shirt was sleeveless and showed off his arms, something that even Valla would notice was not lost on Drael.<br/><br/>"I'll see if we can get our spinners to make you a better dress, Valla," Drael offered, fluttering over to Valla.  "It'll be a challenge to make a dress that would fit you..." she said, swirling around her as if trying to get her size in her mind.  He paused for a second and seemed to<em>flicker</em>, almost in and out of reality, but then smiled.  "Done.  They didn't believe me, how big you were and not a Blighted.  But they'll see.  Oh, and Tommy," she laughed, leaning close to Valla, "We're going to force you to stay dressed like that." she joked, smiling at Valla for a bit of support.