"Get to a new place and someone one-ups me in the horny department immediately," Erin mutters, not entirely aware that she's speaking aloud. With rather more intent: "Thanks. I'm not gonna be good for awhile, but...thanks. It helps. Every bit helps. One second."

So, Ryja. Lass. You remember how the outfit new arrivals come in is basically just like, work pants, a decent work shirt, some suspenders? That sorta thing? Good, good, Erin's got that too, she's not special in this regard. What she is, however, is doing the Big Stretch, arcing her back to crack it (her chest strains against the shirt, somehow fitted to her despite the bit where no one's outfit is quite fitted to them...) and letting her wings loose to their full span. It comes with the Dinosaur Noises Of Stretching.