A deathtrap. That's what I'm calling it now. I'd be a lot more able-bodied without it, so I hope this isn't a permanent thing.

[ This dress truly would be the death of her, one way or another. ]

I'll keep a look out for any signs of a meeting, though. I, um. Wouldn't mind a heads up if you see anything about it, too?

[ She's a bit sheepish in asking for help, especially since he was already helping her out way more than she expected anyone would. And they only just met. ]