"Oh! Where you a knight? A warrior of some kind?" Mo'rtajha sounds duly impressed!
Her ear does flick at mention of a weighted blanket, the wheels in her mind churning. "I think I understand. 'Tis like taking a nap with some of my sisters, like being hugged all the time!"
She then nods to herself and tugs Jean along, a bee-line for a certain section of all the fabrics. Heavier cottons, dense velvets, course twills, and more reside here. "Something...armor-like but not actually armor. It is rather impractical to wear all the time," she remarks while running her hand along the ends of the fabric rolls.
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Her ear does flick at mention of a weighted blanket, the wheels in her mind churning. "I think I understand. 'Tis like taking a nap with some of my sisters, like being hugged all the time!"
She then nods to herself and tugs Jean along, a bee-line for a certain section of all the fabrics. Heavier cottons, dense velvets, course twills, and more reside here. "Something...armor-like but not actually armor. It is rather impractical to wear all the time," she remarks while running her hand along the ends of the fabric rolls.