The scent seems to fill the room, intoxicatingly similar to Yuria's own scent, save for the special scent of her body.  The bath water is warm, a perfect temperature it seems, and the bubbles come up in droves, filling the rest of the bath perfectly.  A good five minutes of soaking and soaping, and footsteps can be heard, the door opening, and a familiar red-headed elf sticking her smiling face in.<br/><br/>"Ready to see your outfit?" she asked with a grin "I'm sure you'll love it!"<br/><br/>Bringing the rest of herself in the door, she reveals a two-part outfit, to replace her wet pants and loose shirt, and oddly enough given the nature of the place as one predisposed to brighter colors, it's actually brown.  The one is obviously a skirt, modest length about to the knee, perhaps past though it's hard to tell, pleated most obviously to allow for movement in it, and overall a fairly simple sort of thing.  The top... a sleeveless affair, had a high collar much like Yuria's up her neck and buttoned, did not look to be an immodest sort of thing either.  Best yet, it looked to be something that would fit Mylanna's sizes... though how the Heartwarder elf knew that was rather a mystery...<br/><br/>"Do you like?  Not what you were expecting I bet!" she says, moving closer to let her see them better "I figured you'd want a dark color like this, and since it helps with your job better than a bright red like Yuria wears.  It may be modest, but Yuria loves it!  She likes seeing  her lover's figure above the waist, loves running her hands up the sides and stomach when she can manage it.  Buttons on a top are like a<em>game</em>for her; she loves taking them<em>off</em>... sometimes with her<em>teeth</em>!  An skirts... well, as you've noticed, she'll sometimes succumb to her innate desire to lay in a more public setting, for as you know nymphs only have sex in their home grove or glade... I'm sure you can see why a skirt would be useful for such spontaneous outings, and if you wear nothing underneath, why, that only speeds up the process, and it can be quite the experience!"<br/><br/>She sighs, letting the outfits down some and looking more seriously into the young woman's eyes.<br/><br/>"...she's quite happy with you, you know?  She hasn't smiled so... so... oh, you've seen it!  She hasn't smiled like<em>that</em>in ages!" she says, and grows a bit sadder "...not even when she was with me did she smile like that... so be good to her, please, and like Sister Sharyn said, make her a happy woman would you?  You're not the only one that loves her, though I promise you shan't have any competition..."<br/><br/>Sighing again, she sets the outfit upon hooks on the wall, turns to take up a big red towel, and turns back around with a brilliant smile upon her face.<br/><br/>"Let me know when you're finished sister elf, and I'll bring you your towel, and help you dress if you would like." she said without a break in her smiling face at all.