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“Cool. Yeah, these’ll do.”
Dani smiled at Kenna as she handed over a pair of leather combats and a tank top. The leather was well worn and so soft she could tell it would move easily with her. The tank had built-in bra support, so she wouldn’t have to worry about anything moving that didn’t need to be.
“Here, try these.”
Dropping the clothing onto a low couch in the side chamber Kenna had pulled her into, she took the boots the marine woman held out and kicked a heel off to measure it against the bottom of her foot. She recognized the type. Standard issue, multi-fit size 2-Z-7. Her size. Even second-hand, they would fit like a glove.
“Yours?” she asked, casting a glance down at Kenna’s feet. She wore what had to be Latharian combat boots over her leathers, the buckles and laces half
