Dining Hall: End of dinner.<br/><br/>Terri tried to swallow, but something was stuck in her throat.  It definitely wasn't the food. This situation was growing out of control very quickly.  She slowly looked up across the table.<br/><br/>"Y-You can't be serious...The uniforms are set by the mistress, you know!  If you want to change the uniform then...  You'll need to get her approval!  Until then... uhm.. It's unproper!"  Terri mumbled a little, feeling self conscious at the table.    She tried to compose herself, but only managed to look down with red cheeks.<br/><br/>"You're very beautiful miss Nanael, but please, abide by the Mistresses wishes...!"<br/><br/>Her shyness was going into overdrive as she too started to sink in her chair.