[Hayame’s slow, awkward progress in dressing poses no problem for Liem, who has a wealth of patience and spends this time puttering around the main floor, putting water on to boil and setting out some things for tea. He’s heading back to the washroom when she finally appears again at the doorway, and regards her thoroughly-covered form with relief, even if she isn’t currently what he would call “respectably” dressed.

He tries not to stare at the pants bunched around her ankles, below the baggy hem of the too-long gown.]

Ah… I thought that might be the case…

[Hayame is clearly a lithe woman, but unlike him, she has never struck him as particularly bony. It was probably optimistic of him to think she might be able to wear his trousers.]

I don’t think you’ll be indecent without them—it just might be a challenge to get the skirt to stay out of your way, even if you belt it.

[It should be well enough as long as she just stays around his house, but if she wanted to leave and buy clothes for herself, he thinks they’d need to pin it up.]

Well, we can certainly see. [A brief pause.] Would you like assistance?