Miki was seated on the floor once again, and there was a small stack of clothes - if one could call them clothes - in front of her as she lifted her chin.  "Ah, good evening, dear one.  I hope you're feeling better.  I have some clothes that I'm sure you'll love," she said, a slight edge behind her words as she said it.  She gestured to the stack.  "Why don't you go ahead and get changed into them.  Bella will be bringing food momentarily," she said.<br/><br/>Miki subconsciously held her breath, waiting to see what would happen.  Her hands were folded in her lap, but the sleeves of her kimono covered the fact that her fans were half open, but with the spines and such retracted.  She would only use them to subdue.  After all, at this point, Mana was basically an employee.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">And Dreaming Pearl Courtesan Form is active.</div></div>