Milia took her cues from Ivy, slipping out of her dress, as well; her skin wasn't nearly as flawless, but it was definitely the skin of someone who'd known a comfortable life, with few hardships. She had a pleasant, curvaceous figure, bustier than Ivy, and well suited to her wider, human frame. A single long, white scar runs down her side; an old injury, from the looks of it. She blushed a fair bit, suring it, and after, looking Ivy over. "You're... quite beautiful," she said, blushing bright, and glancing away.