Following Anna, Jean maintained her hold on the naked girl. The redhead felt less self-conscious now that she was clothed. It was less likely that the younger girl would make fun of her naked bits now. When the brunette was done raiding the dresser, she was handed the clothes that had been chosen.
"Ready."
Giving the picture on the shirt a skeptical look, she let go of the clothes. They didn't fall, but floated in the air. Keeping a hold on Anna with her hands, the clothes moved according to her mental commands. It was easy to dress Anna this way, which made her wonder why she hadn't thought of this when they were dressing herself. She was soon done, leaving only the final task of smiling at her new friend.
"Ready to go for a ride? I hope the helmets don't mess up our hair..."