This one time...

Current Class: Wannabe Princess (Petticoated)

Clavi takes a deep breath.

"Well, the longest 'relationship' was with a guy of all people." she explains, watching you grab your greatsword and hook it onto your back. "He seemed normal enough at the time, but he had this weird fetish."

You let out a chuckle.

"Define weird." you remark, getting a look from the succubus princess. Sure, your knowledge of succubi is kind of limited. Pop culture limited to be exact. But you got to think that they have a high tolerance to weird. Which meant you probably knew very little about these particular demons.

Though, that sigh was kind of uncalled for at the moment. Though, you probably could've done without the chuckle. Yeah. Probably should remember that for next time.

"He wanted to be an old lady." Clavi explained, straightening some of the petticoats of the dress. With that much fabric covering your body, you're bound to miss a spot.

'Clavi gained a level in Clothing Care. Her level is now 1.'

A growl followed that announcement. Guess you're not the only one who's less than enthusiastic about this whole leveling up mechanic. Especially for a skill as useless as that.

"What happened to him/her, Cal?" you continue, getting a shrug as the two of you head for the door. That's not really an answer.

"Heck if I know." Clavi remarked and pushed opened the door. Heading on through, the two decided to stand in place for the moment. "I like to believe she got her wish. Whether or not they got married is a mystery to everyone."

You nod.

"Thanks for telling me at least." you continued, watching Clavi look away. You're fairly certain you saw her blush. But that's probably a trick of the eyes.