Oh they do become very docile indeed, they do that when one's talking their language and isn't trying to stuff them in doll dresses. "Your taste which includes, hmm, clanking when you walk and sometimes a can opener to extract you from your gentle garments? No, then it's not entirely to your taste."

Her face looks up at Martel, lighting up with a wide smile. "But definitely silver. Embroidery maybe, around the cuffs, lapels. Not quite like embossing, but it should help satisfy your taste Martel." She shrugs. "I like robes, but this trim outlook has enough reasons to be nice."

She turns to Candice. "What would a woman's garb that corresponds to that one look like, do you think?"