"Oh, please." Makoto wiggled in place in lieu of gesturing with her hands or her puppet's weapon mounts, "You don't have to lie. Kasumi's, uh, real pretty."<br/><br/>She shifted her knees furtively, rubbing them together and denying Yuki the forbidden view of her (nominally) covered womanhood, "Walking around like that, though!" Makoto scoffed, "I... mean, I'd understand if you were interested in her. I guess you'd never see Kotone and I walking around dressed like<em>that.</em>It's all that blasted sand is all!"<br/>