"Its not creepy it's just...makeup and clothes." She reaches up into her shoulder and removes a pad, showing it to Donnie briefly before re-inserting it to broaden her shoulders. "I hope they pay more attention to the paperwork than the disguise, because this really won't hold up if anyone touches me. I look like a teenager who's not done growing yet but I don't feel like one."

But then she stiffens up and tries to hold her most imperious position, dropping her voice. "Well, beastkin? Do I strike fear into your heart? Fear of the righteous anger of the Divine, and the power of the Inquisition?" The lines of her face hardened, and a kind of snear adorned her face...before she burst out laughing. "Oh, oh, no, that was too much. I can't keep a straight face talking like that..."