[There's a short protest when Yang takes her shoulders and turns her toward the mirror and she tosses the taller girl a look before shifting her attention to her reflection. It's... an unfamiliar sight. Not just because of that specific outfit, but anything of its nature really. Something not picked out with practicality in mind. Actually, she'd even thought of these clothes in those terms. She wore them for the job, she worked the job to make a living, she hadn't really factored in looks.
... Maybe it did look good on her. A little.]
Okay, I'm looking.
[She doesn't sound any more enthused but, maybe she betrays herself a little bit by reaching up to fix her hair a little.]
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[There's a short protest when Yang takes her shoulders and turns her toward the mirror and she tosses the taller girl a look before shifting her attention to her reflection. It's... an unfamiliar sight. Not just because of that specific outfit, but anything of its nature really. Something not picked out with practicality in mind. Actually, she'd even thought of these clothes in those terms. She wore them for the job, she worked the job to make a living, she hadn't really factored in looks.
... Maybe it did look good on her. A little.]
Okay, I'm looking.
[She doesn't sound any more enthused but, maybe she betrays herself a little bit by reaching up to fix her hair a little.]