Oh.

Oh [i]no[/i].

That was the last person Sefira wanted to hear about any part of her current predicament. But now that the arachne's words had caught Kokoma's attention, it was quite impossible for the shenke to miss the state of Sefira's clothing. Utterly soaked, coated in various kinds of pond muck. Even more unpleasantly the petite elf was quite sure there were fish guts intermixed with the goo. Really, the longer she was stuck like this the worse it got.

But Kokoma...

...

What choice did she really have at this point?

"I..." she hesitated for a moment, averting her eyes anxiously as she did, "I'm... I-I... my clothes are a mess so..."

Sefira trailed off. By this point she was growing increasingly desperate to be clean, and yet the daunting prospect of actually seeing herself naked as Sefira was also looming increasingly large in her mind.

[@Rune_Alchemist]