Her raiment of fur and flowers meld, reshaping into something more closely resembling clothing. “There, I should look human enough.” “And your second proxy?” I don’t ask why she’s been able to circumvent that particular rule. “It’s not a real, full proxy.” Daji grins and it is a hungry slash; her teeth are too sharp and too long. “This is more of an accessory. Believable even for an ordinary person, isn’t it? Come. If you run into anyone you know, you may introduce me as an untamed fox you found in the wild.”
