[ Huh. Saber stands up to browse. She filters through the racks of clothing, pausing here and there to examine something that catches her attention. It's strange - when she was king, she never worried about clothes. Nor had she needed to worry when she was a Heroic Spirit. But now... how different.
She pulls a dress off of the rack that's (mostly) backless to accommodate someone with wings. She's examining it when Caren gets back. ]
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She pulls a dress off of the rack that's (mostly) backless to accommodate someone with wings. She's examining it when Caren gets back. ]