"I suppose I stepped over that topic just now, but... what do you think of me?", you ask. "The way I currently am, that is. Be frank with me. Please."
She averts her eyes for a moment. "Well... When I first saw you, a week ago, it was like... seeing an angel, or perhaps more than that. Somebody to respect... revere."
"And what about now?"
"Now... With this outfit, you look more like... one of us."
You raise a brow. "One of you?"
She immediately bows deeply. "I-I meant no d-disrespect, milady. How to put it... you're not so... intimidating..." The last word is barely audible, as if she feared uttering it. "Sorry..."
You smile. "I'm not angry, Ayako. I think I'm starting to understand what you meant. You're saying that I looked scary back then?"
"Beautiful, awe-inspiring, but... also quite scary, yes.", she admits.
You nod. "I see. Thank you, Ayako, I think I get it now." You look at the Kamui, wrapped around your arms. "Everyone was scared of you."
"Of us?!", they call out in unison.
"Our fusion, however unpleasant, was without a doubt beautiful!", Junketsu argues. "Not scary, beautiful!"
"If I may...", Ayako interjects. "...It looked like a giant glowing face. An intimidating one."
You smirk at the Kamui. "There you have it. I was worried for nothing, they're all afraid of you, not me."
"Again I mean no offense, but... your stature contributed to that somewhat, milady."
"...Oh. Well, you're saying that with this outfit, it's not a problem anymore? Or maybe I should change something about it?"
Ayako bows again. "I'm afraid I'm not sufficiently educated in the topic to give advice of any kind."
You let out a sigh. "I don't want professional advice, Ayako. I want your opinion. As a friend."
"As a friend..." She gives you a long look. "Perhaps you could tie your hair up in a ponytail, Lady..."
"Ryuusuki is fine.", you say. "Nui came up with it." You approach a mirror. "You think it would look good?"
"I believe it would complete the look."