Once inside the room, Misae could finally breathe again. She, too, had been expecting a disaster--but that had gone without a hitch. And now, finally out of danger, she just felt tired. It had been a while since she'd had a proper night's sleep.
Heading for the bed at her rescuer's gesture, she started to undo her many layers. "I hope you don't mind, but I've been wearing this all day, and I'm going to take full advantage of not having to wear it," she said. "Just as a warning, so you're not caught off guard, I was born...white. I've been told it can be jarring."
Because when she said white, she didn't mean a peachy skin tone, which was less common in Essyrn, but not strange. As she removed her head covering and veil, she revealed stark white skin, though it was a bit pink from sunburn. Her braided hair tumbled free, also stark white, but just as curly as many Essyrni's, and her physical features, despite her coloration, also looked very Essyrni. She shed the rest of her clothes, down to the loose, sheer robe she had escaped her master's home in, and took a seat on the bed with a relieved sigh, already feeling much cooler.
And that was when she also looked up at her new "friend" and saw...
That he was unusually pale, too, and that there was something...
Odd about the shape of his head, which seemed...
Bald?
He was a little blurry at this distance, but Misae found herself staring without realizing it, trying to puzzle it out.