Aurora stared at the clothing laid before her. Her choice? If she had a proper choice they'd help her find out how to get another hydration suit. As it is, she doesn't have that option. Again, it struck her as strange the choices these creatures made. Hydration suits came in foggy neutral colors, with thick places to hide private areas. Always with clear places for their emotions to shine through.
This?
This was strange. A very long bottomless suit made in the image of fear. A top half that mimicked lust, another even smaller top half that mimicked happiness, a strange bottom that echoed sadness, and a bottom that made sense. No emotions. Though the purpose of leaving the bottom open was unclear...the only practical reasoning she could think of was to leave one's sex organs exposed.
The thought of James making use of such a garment made a touch of lust tingle down her legs. Sally asked, "You like the purple one?"
Purple? Which one is purple...either way, she found herself glad for once that these humans didn't understand the physical show of emotion. That would have been incredibly embarrassing. She watched Sally point to the lust and repeated, "Purple?"
The top didn't matter, but it gave her a way to avoid awkward questions about the lust dripping down her legs and working up her spine. She grabbed it, and then the neutral sex-garment. She turned them both over, trying to make out how they were worn. Hydration suits are easy. Seal your gills, walk into the vat of liquid until only your neck remains, and walk out. The water holding suit remained and form-fitted, and then you choose your neutral tone, walk through the pigment mist and you're finished.
Whatever these used, it certainly wasn't that. Nothing sensible, for certain. A neutral surprise bounced across her face when Sally undid a piece of bent metal in the back of the open ended garment. The same surprise leapt down her back when it was wrapped around her own hips and put back into place. When Sally said "Arms up." Aurora let her question dance across her body.
"Whät is "arms"?", she asked. Sally then raised hers up and it made sense. Aurora echoed the word in her own language, and again in theirs as she lifted her arms. Sally shook her head and slid the lust-top over her hands and then her head. It stopped just above her belly.
Aurora moved into the room she'd been given, and admired her new appearance in the mirror. Sally stood in the doorway and asked, "Good?" While holding up one of her thumbs. That must mean good for them. James came in just in time to see her mimic the gesture. His smile brought affection to her arms, and an awkward smile to her face. Sally turned to him and sat back down. "So...do we tell Mom?"
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