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Tataru's eyes were shining like jewels.
Her face was adorned by a mischivious grin as she dragged the miqo'te to get measured.
Honestly speaking, her sense of style didn't really allign with what A'nthos usually wore.
But what was he supposed to do? Say no to Tataru? He would rather go to Garlemald willingly.
He'll get the new clothes and he will wear them, because his friend made it and she deserved as much.
And he did get to enjoy delicious tea and cookies for the trouble.
Most importanly, he gets to hear every gossip and embarrassing secrets Tataru somehow menaged to discover while waiting too.
Once the clothes were ready tataru seemed more excited than usual.
"Eh eh, i compromised!" she told A'nthos
And that, she did. The outfit wasn't at all what he was expecting.
All this time that they have known each other, Tataru had seemed to be in a one woman mission of getting the man to wear some pants.
"At least while you visit Ishgard!" she insists.
And yet here it was, his new adventuring garb, looking like a dress!
With extra jewelry made of crystals too.
Was it A'nthos' style? No.
Tataru may have compromised but she's stubborn and does have her principles after all.
But he appreciated it nonetheless.
So he put on a little modelling stunt for his friend, posing and twirling around.
Despite the fact that wearing beige really hurt his souls, it did made Tataru happy so he considered it a needed sacrifice.