Discuss matters.

After everyone is out of earshot, and you feel far enough away from the guard captain's home, you take a deep breath and looks between the four girls around you. "Well, it looks like we've got a dungeon to do. But I don't know. I feel something off. Maybe it's my Kitty Sense, or it's the fact that we run into nothing but misfortune wherever we go, but things aren't sitting right with me. I don't know if someone here is plotting something, or if they all are, or maybe nobody is, but... I can't really explain it."

"It doesn't really matter anyway. All we need to do is kick some butt like we always do!" Niki throws her first up in a cheerful bounce. Though she shudders and brings her arms around her chest as she whispers, "Woah".

You peer at her. "Niki. What exactly has been bothering you?"

"Ehe. What do you mean?"

"Look. Eva is running around commando hoping nobody notices, and Amara just drank something that made her super aroused, and I know you're hiding something. You can tell me. I won't be mad."

"Kyle!" Eva shouts back in response. "Why would you say that out loud?!"

Amara slowly strokes her hand up and down the shaft of her staff as she stares off into space. "Y-Yes... That is quite embarrassing to hear," she says softly.

Niki purses her lips. "... You promise?"

"Yeah. Just say it already. Things have already gone chaotic faster than I expected."

"Well you see, I sort of forgot to put on the bra that came with this suit. I don't usually wear one, you know? You know what I wear under my breastplate. It's nice and tight, and it doesn't rub at all. These are like... weird clothes."

"Normal clothes," you interrupt.

"Weird clothes! And they took forever to put on, so I didn't want to take it off again just to put on the bra, but it turns out I'm really not used to being without my normal breast wrap. This white undershirt thing is so damn scratchy. It uhm... sort of rubs against my skin a lot when I move, and it the most infuriating way. Y-You know about my weak points. It's embarrassing to say this... Listen, you get it! I'm not saying anything else!"

"So your Rite of the Sun markings are constantly being tickled by a scratchy, loose shirt you were meant to wear over something that would have protected them."

"Yeah? Well... Eva doesn't have panties!"

"Why is this about me now?!" Eva yells.

The party turns to see a couple holding hands with their child standing between them. There's a long pause of awkward eye contact before the mother reaches down to cover her child's eyes. They slowly move away, but then start walking faster until they disappear around a corner.

You cross your arms. "All right. I think I'm ready to get changed and head out to this dungeon now."

"What should I do, m'lord?" Peony asks.

"Funny that you ask that," comes a voice from behind. It's Grenmila, and she's slowly making her towards the group. "I know much of dryads, and I know that she wouldn't be able to follow you down the hatch. Instead of her waiting by herself in the forest while you venture inside, how would you like to stay here and help me in the meantime?"

"Only if my husband says it's okay."

"Please don't make me sound controlling," you reply. "You can stay if you want to stay."

"All right! Then I'll help you, miss."

"Excellent," replies the gnome. "Then when you're ready to depart, follow the red ribbons. The hunters set up a way to find the hatch in question, mostly for their safety. Nobody knows what to expect. Something could emerge from inside for all we know."

Suddenly, the guard from before walks his way over--the first you ran into in the village. He's heaving your big bag of everybody's clothes and armour. "I can't believe I'm doing this by myself," he mutters. "Well, here's your stuff. Apparently you're going to deal with that freaky door in the ground the hunters found, eh? Well if you need a place to change, there's a little shack on the way out where guards go to rest and store supplies."

"Thanks, man," you say.

"It's fine. Honestly, I don't mind having some adventurers here to solve some of our problems."

"There are others?"

"Ah, it's not as bad as I just made it sound, especially with Zido and Grenmila here. This lovely lady sure is knowledgeable about the forest, which of course helps since we're literally right beside it. There was a weird talking tree a hunter thought he heard once, for example. Also all sorts of different monsters lurk out there, and sometimes it's more than we can handle. One time, a panther was out of control, but old Grenmila calmed it down in an instant. All stuff you want a druid for."

The gnome chuckles. "I'm not that old."

Peony giggles. "I'm glad. This is a lovely village you people have."

"Well before you all head out, would you like a little more Mana Delight?" the gnome asks with a grin.

Amara quickly shakes her head. "No thank you! I am all right!"