"Ha," Peri laughed, kneeled down near the little fox. "No. No, definitely not normal."
Peri turned to glance at Kara as she stood up. Despite the fact that the Kulshedra were a nomadic people her tribe had always orbited around the town of Cerenis out of convenience for trade, so she wasn't unfamiliar with the culture of the town and the people who resided there. And, with that came the knowledge of how they carried themselves and... How they dressed. She gave Kara a look up and down.
"I have to agree with Kel," she said, straight-faced. "That is not typical attire for Cerenis."
There was no degradation or mocking behind Peri's voice, she just wanted this woman to be prepared for the inevitable propositions.
She turned to the direction Kel had started to walk in, and looked over her shoulder back at Eihmo'Tei, a half-smile showed a bit of her teeth. If they didn't get moving soon, Peri was likely to starve to death, but as long as no one decided to pull any more random things out of their bodies it shouldn't be too long for them to reach the seaside town. She gave the faintest lick of her lips as she conjured up the smell of roasting fish in her mind.
"Well, let's go then!" Peri strode off after Kel. "I'm still hungry, that old jerky'll only hold me for so long. We should be able to make good time from here."