"If I make it any tighter, she will...how shall I say it...burst through the bust." Her eyes twinkled at him playfully, speaking a bit with her hands as she put her hands to her own bust and made a quick bursting motion with her hands while letting out a little bit of musical elven laughter.
Findis was not unaware that for a short moment, she was not the center of attention, and gave a very unhappy look first at Anairë, then at her brother. Shifting her weight and very slightly stomping her feet. Anairë turned her head away from the prince and went back to her work, finishing her work at pinning the hem.
"And yes, my lord, I do. I make men's clothes as well."