Never a question

"I will track them. I didnt notice tracks while coming in, but I will pay a closer look. Uh..." Ellaya was covering her unmentionables with her arms, Emi was paying a little bit of too much attention considering she was just some sort of spirit.

"Biometrics readings indicates rising levels of discomfort. I believe the recent wardrobe malfunction caused you concern. Should I try to find a replacement?" Emi asked, as her fingers drummed some invisible table. A small number of lights shoot around her, and a image of Ellaya herself in her naked situation, a particularly veritable illusion, except for a deep red dot in the upper right corner. Perhaps it was some sort of incantation to read her emotions? In particular, with a lifespan of hundreds of years elfs were particularly apt to detect enchantments that would alter their emotions or perceptions, and this was surely not the case.

"Yes... I rather not go track your friends in my negligee. What was left of it." The elf nodded carefully. At least her bow and quiver were still intact, resting on the other side of the room.

"My inventory check reveals that all the combat suits are also missing. Private Sakamata´s personal effects are in the folding space next to you, Sergeant´s Kyle is the one above. Sergeant´s Kyle doesnt have the same body type as you though."

Ellaya touched a blinking light on the wall and a secret compartment opened, to reveal a small collection of probably personal items.

"Take the glasses. It has a short range com link, it will allow me to continue talking to you after you are gone" Emi reappeared next to the elf, and pointed to a tiara with two rectangular crystals. It was very pretty, and looked very expensive. Ellaya obeyed, and dressed it.

"No, not like this. It isnt used to hold your hair. The visor goes over your eyes. No, the other way around. That is it, let it rest on the bridge of your nose. That is it. Click the button on your left and it will gravi-lock over your face" Suddenly her vision became filled with these strange markings, very similar to what circled the helpful spirit. And an image of Emi herself also entered her vision. It was strange, but it was also all carefully placed not to obstruct her central vision.

"There is armor here..." Ellaya raised a leather corset, impressed at how resistant it felt for something so light. There was also a wide belt that appeared to cover her crotch area "I just cant find the rest of it"

"it is called a mini skirt, that would be it. We dont qualif..." Emi started, but was interrupted "Wait, so she just leave her legs bare?"

"Well, yes. Private Sakamata is rather proud of her legs. I sense shock, it seems like a trivial point considering the obviously large cultural gaps you already faced today" The noblewoman felt it like a slap, of course it was true. Everything around her was entire novelty, what kind of prude was she to get stuck on what they wore? Besides it was all extremely self explanatory, so she didn't wait for directions to actually slip inside these clothes. It all felt like a glove.

"What is everything else in here?"

"The wide circular band is a **** collar." But before Ellaya reacted Emi added "It is an erotic item that Private likes to use during her personal time. The disks are amateurish recordings of similar times. The sphere is a DIY cosmetic collector. A purse, high heel shoes with magnetic levitation, keys to her speedster, and medical dispenser for her type VI diabetes. Please take the last one, otherwise it will be very hard to supply her protein needs."