[ Psh! Lightning scoffs quietly as she straightens and her pup shakes his head vigorously, pawing at his face after her tousling. Her hand finds her hip as she considers the problem of insufficient New Feather dress herself and then her own wardrobe left over from last year, but... well, safe to say that even someone like her cycles through clothing pretty quickly, being from somewhere as generally privileged like Cocoon.
At least by now she pretty much has kind of a mental filter for conversations with Aerith, so all the cute this and cute that doesn't really faze her. The boots do get a small, thoughtful frown. ]
Won't do you much good if they don't fit very well any more.
[ Aaaand she steps back towards her room, though the way she keeps looking over her shoulder's probably enough to indicate she's alright with being followed for the moment. ]
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At least by now she pretty much has kind of a mental filter for conversations with Aerith, so all the cute this and cute that doesn't really faze her. The boots do get a small, thoughtful frown. ]
Won't do you much good if they don't fit very well any more.
[ Aaaand she steps back towards her room, though the way she keeps looking over her shoulder's probably enough to indicate she's alright with being followed for the moment. ]