He's Hasi's human guy, and Ilde (brace yourself for this part) tends to trust her judgement, at least enough that friend-of-this-friend counts for something and she follows him in pants (leather, leggings, under a sweater-dress) and flats (...that have gold skulls on them) in the form of minor concession to both the weather and where they are. For as much as she likes to pretend, there isn't actually much about her that can be called practical and a body built to withstand very cold temperatures naked means it's not so much that she ignores the weather as it genuinely doesn't really matter. Until actually dropped in arctic conditions bare-assed, wearing a coat is just decoration and she's not very decorative this evening, mostly due to the fact that they aren't supposed to be here and drawing attention of anyone who isn't a horse isn't actually in the plan.
There's a plan. It mostly involves 'sneak onto farm, say hello to horses', but it does exist and all things considered, Ilde is in a pretty good mood about it. Even if this is the most serious-faced excursion into pure self-indulgent ridiculousness that she's ever participated in-- arguably, that's a point in its favour. Certain temperaments make explaining these things away later much easier, if only out of an ability to make them sound very reasonable.
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He's Hasi's human guy, and Ilde (brace yourself for this part) tends to trust her judgement, at least enough that friend-of-this-friend counts for something and she follows him in pants (leather, leggings, under a sweater-dress) and flats (...that have gold skulls on them) in the form of minor concession to both the weather and where they are. For as much as she likes to pretend, there isn't actually much about her that can be called practical and a body built to withstand very cold temperatures naked means it's not so much that she ignores the weather as it genuinely doesn't really matter. Until actually dropped in arctic conditions bare-assed, wearing a coat is just decoration and she's not very decorative this evening, mostly due to the fact that they aren't supposed to be here and drawing attention of anyone who isn't a horse isn't actually in the plan.
There's a plan. It mostly involves 'sneak onto farm, say hello to horses', but it does exist and all things considered, Ilde is in a pretty good mood about it. Even if this is the most serious-faced excursion into pure self-indulgent ridiculousness that she's ever participated in-- arguably, that's a point in its favour. Certain temperaments make explaining these things away later much easier, if only out of an ability to make them sound very reasonable.
"There," she says, pleased.