she looked down at herself in the clothes she didn't hate them by any means she just found them... odd fitting on her odd figure. she held her eyes half lidded before finally coming up with something to say.

"I'm finding this kind of odd not bad just kind of not sure it fits... you really think it's alright on me though?"

Darwin just had no confidence in her appearance let alone her meager figure which was smaller than Clairce's in some places larger in others. she shifted a little on her feet before finally nodding.

[color=4000FF]"Yeah I think I could wear this from time to time at least, but not sure I like it enough to ditch my drag. I still like my drag."[/color]

This woman seems fond of hiding behind the image of a male. A pity, Darwin did look rather attractive even if Claire's clothes do not fit perfectly. She really did not understand the whole tomboy concept but this was more than that. This woman actually goes through the effort of speaking and acting like a male. Kanoe shrugs slightly.

"Well we do have more clothes if you wish to try them on," She says softly, "Perhaps there is something more to your taste. I do not see what is so great about drag. Putting effort in hiding your beautiful voice as well, what are you afraid might happen if people met you as who you are?"

Maybe she is prying too much. But, Clarice did want to help Darwin return to her feminine side. Knowing the reason for all this would help.

"I just wonder how long have you been hiding like this. I don't really get drag myself, I would find myself probably in a similar position as you are," she says truthfully, glancing to Kanoe momentarily. She wondered what the woman would think if she ever dressed up like a man. Not that she ever would, but it was a thought.

"And just like Kanoe said. I know this is hard, but don't you at least have some type of color you like to work with? Wearing your favorite colors can be comforting I guess."

"Afraid I don't know why I started dressing like this. I woke up here and the bag they gave me had uniforms with opaque stockings, drag and one skirt and button down with black stockings and a garter... the clothing just felt right for one reason or another. Wish I could tell you why. I think I might be afraid of just not fitting in as a female."

she offered a shrug still looking over herself.

"Lets see what else we have to choose from. though I think these will do quite well."

Clarice take s amoment to process what she says before silently walking to her drawers and digs through them once more. She sets a pair of black jeans with a tannish belt already on it. She then sets down a black long sleeve-shirt ontop of it and looks to her with a emotionless expression.

"Try these. Their different then what I normally wear, but they'll cover your figure but allow... curves to be shown."

"Fitting in with who as a female?" She asks, "I do not fit in with others and that does not stop me from dressing how I wish."

It did not make much sense to her. But, then again not much did when it came to interacting with others. Kanoe looks over to Claire only to see her rummaging through drawers. She was not sure what was wrong but Clarice suddenly became very quiet. Seeing the expression on her love's face made her want to ask but she could not do that infront of a guest. Perhaps she was not helping that well. Not knowing was going to drive her crazy.