[Oh.

Well, there's no hiding the disappointment on her face when he keeps the distance between them, brow furrowing as she tilts her head in confusion. That said, she's as easy to lead as ever, raising her hands up as he moves her limbs around, the silks and cloths shifting with the motion.]

Mm? Nie said I could stop to see him first so I could wear clothes that - гармонировать? Ah - do not look odd here, but...

[She pouts, just a little.]

Does it look bad on Anya? Maybe does not suit me...