[ The feed clicks on to the dark button of Lady's nose snuffling at the camera. A quiet shushing noise has the direwolf's head pull away, drawing back only to drop itself down into Alayne's waiting lap. One hand curls over wolf's ears as she speaks, the others lifts a man's sweater into view. Charcoal grey and quite fashionable, given the times. There are other clothes as well in a modest pile beside her. Socks, pants, undershirt. No shoes however. ]
Engineer Clarke is not as— wide as you, I'm afraid.
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Engineer Clarke is not as— wide as you, I'm afraid.