Whatever Miyuki meant, it was a start. She smirked playfully, giving the hand in hers a gentle squeeze. "[i]Whose[/i] support came first?" Or, at least, should take first billing? A teasing chuckle, and a thoughtful look as Miyuki questioned her stare.

"Yeah," she lied, reaching up and brushing an imaginary crumb from the other's cheek. "Just there." She pinched the imaginary thing away between her fingers.

"Yes, acutally. I thought of just the thing." Her hand touched Miyuki's leg lightly and the shoes changed again, to something resembling the flip-flop she'd chosen in shape, but to call it such would have been an insult. Reminiscent of traditional geta, blackwood and violet ropework fit to Miyuki's feet. Despite the stiff material, they way the wood had been shaped to cradle and support Miyuki's posture was both strong and [i]comfortable[/i].

"Do you like these?" The blonde stood and took a step or two before turning to inspect her work.

Ooh.

"I-I, uh, think that's really brought it together." The pseudo-goddess turned and opened the partition to the rest of the room, knowing she shouldn't stare too long for a number of reason. She'd been rather forward this evening, and Miyuki had been generous to indulge her. The short kimono made it a little provocative to start, but maybe she'd made it worse. Or was it better?

Anyway! "If you like it, I think we're ready to go."

Should Miyuki find herself content with the changes to her wardrobe, Yumeiko would lead them through the shrine complex, to the exterior of the shrine - it was housed within a cavity of the ship surrounding it. The sky-blue glow of Aevon formed a dome overhead, and dirt and flora greeted their footfalls. They could hear birds chirping, even - just like a slice of home. There weren't very many people at all, in the shrine. Some few shrine maidens that greeted them with reverence. The monks lived in another area of the complex on the other side.

At the edge of the dome, the footpath met with a door that would lead them into the ship proper.