The second woman, who'd lost a large amount of mass and weight in the last thirty seconds, finished dressing. Or at least, finished covering enough of her self that she wouldn't be arrested.
Maybe still arrested south of the mason-dixon line but for Namoka she almost counted as prudish in that short robe.
Raidou gave her a hug while Hermia kept talking.
"We mean interesting. You've still got little bits of where you're from stuck all over you like you rolled in hay, that's what," She grinned, her teeth were the pale white blue of milk. "You turn your back on a naked woman in Nomaka she'll either be gone when you turn away, or she'll be gone with your money. Either or, really, puppy-man."