Sigurn looked over his form, shrugging, "I see no reason for you to hide, you have quite a pleasing form for a man. And," she added as a smile curled along the edges of her lips, "I do not think any dwarf women would find reason to look too long on you. They prefer their men..." She rolled her head as if thinking on it as she began to walk away from him, "Hairier. Nonetheless, we could both do with some better clothing. And armor. And although a dwarf city is not the best place to find anything perfectly suitable, I'm certain they can locate something acceptable."
She turned around to look at him again, and though she was not quite leering, it was clear she did not mind looking on him. It had been quite some time, after all, since she had lain with a man, and her godly blood did give her a hearty appetite for more than just food and drink. She stopped a passing dwarf, "Find some clothing for my companion and I, will you? And bring them to the guest cottage on the outskirts of town. I assume you had no guests visiting before the curse?"
"Yes, m'lady. Of course, m'lady. No, m'lady." The dwarf diverted his course as Sigurn continued on towards the cottage she had once stayed at, turning to look at him if he had yet to follow. "Are you coming, then?"