The drow started awake, at Ivy's voice, and seemed to be irritated, for a moment; not at Ivy, but at herself, for letting ehr guard down, so easily. "Ahh, yes. In the closet, anything on the left side is for you, my dear," she said. "I had them made up and fitted for you, in the hope I'd find you, one day," she said with a smile.<br/><br/>Inside the closet there's an almost... distressingly large number of outfits to pick from, though they're somewhat more conservative than she might have expected, given her role as 'concubine slave'. Perhaps Midnight doesn't want to show her off to the crew too aggressively. Still, she can pick out almost any modern style she might want, from a dozen different planets, and would find them all tailored just about perfectly to her size.