[Changeling] A Gathering of Mists IC

[SiuiS]

Charlotte turns hazily back toward the closet, finishing the arranging of blankets. Stephanie is here in the closet, of course. She has never really thought of stephanie as a blonde girl. She has always been light within shadows. But if that was how the world say Hatsy, it would be easy to get them confused. Even her sister...

Stay thoughts. Stray thoughts for stray moments. Now is time for breakfast, and -- oh!

"Stephanie, miss, it is time for breakfast. We can find you a hat or perhaps draw the blinds, but we need you. You must come talk with us." Her voice as sweetly pleading as it can be in this situation, Charlotte chastises herself internally. Stephanie is a thing of shadows, after all, and has never liked the light. Daylight may even kill her! And it took all this time to notice. Well, she will have to be more diligent. But first...

She turns to the rest of the group, intent on asking a favor while there is still some goodwill. Her face falls, slightly. 'Hatsy' is already fading, soon to be a coat rack once more. Oh well. Charlotte clears her throat and looks pointedly at Hatsy's outfit.

"Um, Madame... Stephanie, would I be able to borrow something to wear?" she curtsies, holding the torn rags that were once a slip.