Mine:

We haven’t strayed from from the village as I have wiggled free from the drunken Suzume who is swaying. “Suzume, can I ask something?” I can anyway but she is in a stupor so I can probably get anything out of her I want. Her slurs and nonsensical ramblings stop for a moment as she looks at me in a daze.

“What’s up sister?”

“Can you make me clothing similar to yours, I feel uncomfortable watching you and not being in similar clothing…”

She stalls there, trying to comprehend what I have just asked before rising a hand, a static ball forming before her and she pulls out similar...