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Oh. Apparently not. Junko sat down on the bed again with a small shrug, digging around in the bags to find a tape measurer she had brought with her just in case. She also took out a very worn notebook and a pencil. "Well...not..about your body I guess. Well..I mean...I never saw your um.." Her eyes darted to a few of the stripes that decorated Riley's body now. She cleared her throat and shook her head, giving Riley a small smile and a shrug. "Nevermind, it was silly to ask~. I don't really have any problem with it during dress fittings, I just wasn't sure how you felt anymore." If things had changed.

Maybe she really was the same Riley as before, just with no memories of..relationships. Everything else seemed to have stayed the same. Junko's smile broadened at that and she appeared to relax a great deal at the thought, flipping through the pages of her notebook until she reached the one labeled Riley. It had all the notes of her friend's appearance that she needed to keep in mind when designing for her; measurements, tentacles, body type, skin color, what she was or wasn't comfortable with..things like that. "You never seemed to have a problem with your body before, until you started wearing turtlenecks...that was strange to me at the time but now I think I understand why. It's going to take some getting used to." Junko admitted with a soft chuckle.

Junko's face went from calm and finally relaxed to deadpan. "I've seen breasts. I have my own." She shook her head and sighed, frowning. "I meant the...Insanity marks.."

As Riley approached her and looked into the book Junko smiled proudly and nodded. "Mm! Just basic things, really. Your measurements, notes about your tentacles and how many you have and how long they are should I make something that needs to go over your head. Shoe size, colors you don't mind wearing, colors you would never wear, cuts and silhouettes that I found look good on you. Things like that." There were even small doodles that looked like vague ideas of Riley's body type. Junko was very serious and very thorough. Though at Riley's denial of wearing turtlenecks Junko couldn't help but giggle. "How you even got them on was a mystery to me, but I saw you in a turtleneck. Honest to Jack."

"Well, no. They don't look..terrible, just it's different. And well...it'll take getting used to." They also were a reminder that they had lost her for a time. Junko kept that unsaid, wanting to keep the atmosphere light. She didn't want to be sad around Riley. What had she been thinking? Junko actually looked like she was considering that. "Maybe you didn't want us to worry...you and Jericho were acting very strangely and there's a lot about Insanity we don't understand.." She shrugged, forcing a smile. She wanted off this topic now. Thankfully the clothes were a good distraction away from it.

At the mention of new fabric Junko actually perked up excitedly. New fabri--oh. That stuff. She blinked, watching Riley throw the turtlenecks on the floor.

"...I don't think that's enough to cover you without looking like a tramp." Junko replied seriously, giving Riley a somewhat blank expression. However, there was amusement in her eyes. "But I'll find a use for them if you really want me to dispose of them."

She would find a use for them eventually. Pet clothing sounded very reasonable! The fabric was durable and there was enough of it to dress several minipets, and she could spare her own more expensive materials for real clothing. Maybe she would do that. She did like to dress all those Tangles minipets that had found their way into her room.

Junko gave a nod as Riley gave the go-ahead to be measured and she hopped off the bed, holding the book and a pencil with her hair and the measuring tape in her hands. She set about measuring the ghoul, asking her to move or stand a certain way to get very thorough measurements, all while her hair marked down absolutely any changes in the numbers. Junko even stopped to measure her longest tentacles; making things that pulled over Riley's head was something she tried to avoid but one day the option would perhaps be unavoidable.

Finally she was finished and she looked at the note comparison with a soft hum. "No major changes..that's good~. Ah..how do you feel about um...?" Junko tried not to point at the hole in Riley's chest.

Except she did point at the hole in Riley's chest.

Junko's expression fell into one of mild horror as Riley put her hand through her own body. "N-no I didn't mean..pain I...yeah.." No bedazzling. Okay. Junko was fine with that. Covering. Right.

"I-I'll keep that in mind." Of course now she couldn't take her eyes off the hole.

Hoooole.

"Wh-what?!"

She really did ask that. Junko had never been asked if she wanted to touch someone's hole before. It just..it sounded so awkward. Did she have questions about it? Oh, totally. Most of them were quite silly she didn't dare ask about them to avoid embarrassment. "O-offended? No..just..." Her eyes darted from the hole to Riley's face and back again. "I've never..it's....it's just..awkward?" She blushed harder, her fingers anxiously twisting up the tape measure in her hands. "Here Junko touch my hole it's okay." See? Totally awkward.