"That sounds... terrible." She could just imagine a power like that around soldiers. "And thank you, I suppose. The dresses are- not what I usually wear. You were pretty clothes." Yelena had dressed in a much more utalitarian way and Mikasa had seen her sister, who also carried herself like a woman who knew how to take care of herself.
"Defending yourself might require changing the way you dress. Pants and boots can be very useful in a fight. I can help you if you want. I don't do a lot of hand-to-hand fights now that I'm deployed, but I did learn during training. I'd be happy to teach you." It'd give her something to do all day long.
"I doubt I'll be wearing dresses or makeup at home, but I want to try it. I want to try everything in this world. I told Yelena that in case I remember anything from here, I want to be exposed to as much as possible." She had even decided to let her hair grow and not cut it off routinely. "You're pretty too and you were makeup. Let's see what you can do with me."