It was a lot to really come to grips with but what was she supposed to do other than come to grips with it.    The mystery was how did she even get here.   She'd stood and bent over for Tarek when he took the tail no longer fighting the insertion.   It wasn't that she liked it but there was no point in fighting it, especially if it was going to get her a slapped or swatted ass.  The back of the skirt was flipped up to expose her pale cheeks.  She made a slight noise when he pushed it into her, feeling her body close up around it before she could straighten and brush her skirt down over the bump of the tail.   Eyes flicked up to Tarek when he offered his hand, reaching out and curling her hand around his and leaning into his side as they moved to the elevator.     The trip was quiet down to the floor and then out of the lobby, though she seemed a bit confused by the car at first.   Brows lifted as she glanced at Tarek as he guided her inside, to which she climbed in and ended up sitting on one leg so that she could sit comfortably.   The interior was bigger then most cards but then again only with the exception of some of the smaller beast people or the children, most were much larger then typical humans.<br/><br/>When Tarek settled beside her she couldn't help but lean against him, his hand on her thigh a comfort today instead of a misunderstood sexual thing as it had been for her previously.   She didn't stare out the windows as the city drifted around them rather she lifted a finger off her thigh to inspect his claw.   Though once they stopped she glanced around before following Tarek out of the car.   Glancing up at the building she followed him, her hand in his as they entered.   What she found was... well a human clothing and good store.   Her mouth hung a little lackadaisy as she took it all in.   She didn't release Tarek's hand, instead she pulled him along heading first toward the shoes.   Well they weren't normal human shoes more like slip on things.   There she dropped Tarek's hand and moved to look for one her size.   She didn't mind being barefoot but going outside she prefered to have something on her feet.   She found a simple white pair of slip ons that felt more like foam then sneaker and set them down before she dusted off the bottom of each foot, lifting one at a time.   Feet wiggled into the slip ons before she wiggled her feet, lifting the toe back up as she glanced down at them.   They were comfortable and easy to get on and off, eyes lifting to Tarek with a hopeful smile.<strong>"Mina?"  </strong>Obviously asking him if she could have them.