[Ah, right, there were those pesky clothes. Best to get them out of the way. She snaps her fingers, and all of Fajra's clothing disappears off of her body and reappears on the floor.]
Mmh that's it. When I take over, do you want me to do the same? Marking you up, I mean.
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Mmh that's it. When I take over, do you want me to do the same? Marking you up, I mean.