It'll do

"So I suppose I'm to follow her example then." You reach out and lift the interesting clothing, taking a minute or so to slip it over yourself. The witch was right- it fits perfectly.

"I do appreciate it. Not my usual fare, but it's dark enough for my work." You throw in another wink, and then pull her in closer, dropping a quick peck of a kiss on her cheek. "Thanks for not being weird. Not every gal you find in a dungeon is as cool as you."

"Ooh!" Your kiss prompts out a quick cry of surprise, and when you separate you can't help but notice how her loincloth is tented slightly, betraying her extra body parts. Shifting your gaze upwards, she's beaming immensely, clearly excited that you enjoyed her outfit offer. "Not being weird..." she mumbles under her breath, looking around a bit. "Well, if stealing your clothes, stripping naked myself, and growing a cock in front of you isn't being weird, I've been doing something wrong." Her smile can't help but betray the humor in her words.

"I guess I'll let you be on your way then, book and outfit, all debts paid, et cetera et cetera." She turns as if to leave, but can't quite stop herself from turning and adding one more statement. "One last offer though- you don't feel like you need any changes to your body? I'm no expert, but I'm probably the best chance you'll get to safely use that handy grimoire."