Sev looks at Eva and shrugs.
"Well...some more clothes would be nice, but its more of a personal comfort thing, rather than fitting in. Plus if I get stabbed, ran over, or fall off something, the gel automatically re-seals. Instant bandage, instant cast."
She flips the suit over, nodding as she examined it. It was a bit small.
"Not a problem. It adjusts due to user. So it'll probably give me my hands back."
Sighing slightly, she flipped it over again, the singular suit seeming to flow more like a liquid than a solid entity.
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
