"Crimson, often with black embroidery. Though now I know it was my family dressing me in Nyarlathotep's color, as Harriet's family dressed in Aster's blue and gold. Still, I looked good in it."

Cool toned reds would set off her pale skin and dark hair just so. Modern stylists would call her a true winter.

Linette reaches out, setting her hand against Fever's mage hand. It's not quite the same as human contact, but she appreciates the gesture.