[What the red clothes were about, he had no idea. She probably changed clothes like he did, right? Right? That had to be what happened. But at least he knew she was here, alive, okay. His stomach was churning for no apparent reason; shouldn't he be relieved? The reason why he was concerned soon became apparent, though -- the last time he'd seen Aradia, she was in that fucked-up blueblood body that Sleazeball had made for her.]
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[What the red clothes were about, he had no idea. She probably changed clothes like he did, right? Right? That had to be what happened. But at least he knew she was here, alive, okay. His stomach was churning for no apparent reason; shouldn't he be relieved? The reason why he was concerned soon became apparent, though -- the last time he'd seen Aradia, she was in that fucked-up blueblood body that Sleazeball had made for her.]
Thith girl, wath the a robot or jutht a troll?