Lucia's eyes glimmered as she examined the two outfits Nero had made. Both seemed to have impeccable craftsmanship, and they were prepared so quickly! The focaccia was still warm, and they already had their disguises. At least, Lucia assumed. They probably had some sort of glamor on them that allowed them to pass for different people. She had no idea how it worked, but Nero's proud face left Lucia with little doubt that it [i]would[/i].

[color=8882be]"Oh... they're beautiful, Lucia,"[/color] Lucia chirped, an adoring smile on her face, [color=8882be]"you certainly are talented."[/color]

Lucia softly traced her finger across the luxurious fabric, down the perfect seams, simply admiring the handiwork. It was important that Nero knew how appreciative she was, after all. She may have had no idea why Nero chose these outfits in particular, but far be it from her to question an artist.

[color=8882be]"I should get you to make me a really nice habit. Well... since you made them, which would you like? I would be happy in either."[/color]