Carly, for her part, is still busy at work-but if there's one thing that Yuuya (and Connie) are about to notice, it's that there's more than just clothes. Stacked carefully and properly right near the entrance are weapons. Swords, bows, shields...there's even a few pieces of armor, and in the meantime someone who looks almost like pure 'molten' light breaking from marble-stone feathers is rushing back and forth, pulling together some not so show-purpose clothes. There's things like bracers, grieves, tunics....

...For once, it's when she turns that she sees them, rather than when she speaks. "AH!!" Oh.

"OH!! Uhm! Yuuya!" she greets, waving. "I didn't expect to see you- Erm. ...I mean I guess I should have, since you'd need clothes too but... But isn't that something you can get from your trailer in this case?!" she adds, before realizing the boy isn't alone.

".........Oh?" Huh. ".......Who's this?"