Cara was not a bashful woman by nature; she had the money to spend on designer clothing, and she dressed to look fantastic for every occasion. Although her appearance had momentarily given her pause, it was impossible to hide her usual self-confidence and self-assurance altogether.
"Thank you," she replied to her host with a polite laugh. "But I think I'll take my chances. After all, these are your clothes this time."
Before she could move to the seat, the newcomer rose to address her. With an equally friendly smile, Cara reached forward to accept his hand. "Cara Clark, 807. I'm afraid I wound up in the Splash Zone on today's ride," she added with a smile no less than sparkling, with a gesture to her wardrobe.
As Kami ushered her into a seat, despite Cara's protests that she could help herself, the young woman found her attention drawn to Ren. "Are you alright?" she asked, a little alarmed at the color in his face...or lack thereof.