She felt Elisabeth's hand slip around one that was wrapped in the same smart fabric...well, partially, her fingers were at least exposed for fine manipulation.  <"Oh, you did?  It does feel pretty nice...">  She looked down at herself, her free arm held up and away from it.  <"It's really bouncy, though.  I'm pretty sure that I would get stares walking down the street wearing it.">  Musubi just considered herself lucky enough that the fabric fit well enough to keep from rubbing against certain portions of her body for the time being.<br/><br/><"Oh, I don't know,"> she responded when asked for dinner.  <"Something different, I guess.  Something non-home, if that makes sense, and that's alright with you.  I don't really feel picky tonight.">  She was moving into the kitchen with the mage woman, moving on subjects as well as rooms.<br/><br/>She switched back to English.  "Well, okay, maybe we can talk about my previous experiences with them.  There might be something in there that you can see that I missed, something that we can do in order to solve the short-term problem."