Freezing, Jaina cast a glance backwards to the Captain. Her dress and other articles of clothing in hand.  She was heading out without putting them on.  The wild untamed nature of hers having come to the forefront.   A moment puzzlement then transcending into a sheepish look.  She had forgotten the purpose of having come.<br/><br/><em>"Thank you."</em><br/><br/>Then realizing she held the cloths in hand.  She shake her head, this was not home.  The people of the city were ashamed of their bodies.  With that thought she begin to get dress as she awaited her comrade of Mirths to be released.