[ Weiss slips out of her dress fairly easily, as if it was made to be taken off her. Of course, it fits her perfectly as well, like it was made to be on her. It can be taken both ways, definitely, but at this moment, Weiss doesn't really want to think about technicalities.
She looks at him once he removes his vest, and there's a brief moment where she checks him out because it's not like she has a lot of exposure when it comes to men's bodies. It definitely doesn't look bad. Then, she remembers that she has a scar the right side of her body. It's there at her front, from beneath her breast that's about three inches long. If Cloud manages to look at her back, he'll find that there's a mark there, too.
Her hand moves to cover it. She's not ashamed of the rest of her body, but... this one. . . it raises questions. ]
It's probably better not to ask, [ she says softly as she looks away. Her free hand moves her hair to her right side so it could cover it up. ]
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She looks at him once he removes his vest, and there's a brief moment where she checks him out because it's not like she has a lot of exposure when it comes to men's bodies. It definitely doesn't look bad. Then, she remembers that she has a scar the right side of her body. It's there at her front, from beneath her breast that's about three inches long. If Cloud manages to look at her back, he'll find that there's a mark there, too.
Her hand moves to cover it. She's not ashamed of the rest of her body, but... this one. . . it raises questions. ]
It's probably better not to ask, [ she says softly as she looks away. Her free hand moves her hair to her right side so it could cover it up. ]