Oh, a lot of things. We could have been stranded in a desert, for one. Or, oh, they could have plopped us into a snowstorm...but still wearing these swimsuits.
We're not being attacked by anything, either. This is practically a vacation.
(Thankfully, her normal wear isn't gratuitous in the least. But she will need to go clothes shopping in Cerealia, so who knows if Franziska will approve? Soleil is determined to impress, though.)
I'll find something that'll knock your socks of. Something special specifically for when we go out for tea!
Oh, I won't. The thought of dressing up and taking you out gives me more than enough positivity to get us out of here. In fact, I could carry you out of here without a bit of trouble.
I highly expected that there should be some. The only danger I see is that loathsome whale that eats people whole. [ It's so far....is it really going to eat them like this?]