Luna took the offered pyjamas with a grin and then followed Tinsel's gaze, trying to see the wall with new eyes. "Uh, it's a religious thing," she told the demi-goddess beside her. "But I promise you're not about the get culted."
She lifted the gift from Tinsel. "I'm gonna go put these one," she told her and pointed towards the kitchenette. "There's glasses on the bench."
In her bedroom she changed into the pjs and then looked at herself in the mirror. She looked very... not like herself. That wasn't so bad though. There was barely even a glimpse of tattoo at the neckline.