He notices the look, considering it for a moment. He guesses at her size, then transmutes one of the extra blankets into a set of pajamas. Probably not perfect, but they should fit ok.
"There you go, let me know if they don't fit, you can put them on after I..."
He pauses, creating clothes finally leaves him aware of the bit of a draft. He looks down, blushes, and then the all powerful boy squeaks. He's cleaned off the acid, and the acid, well, pretty well otherwise cleaned everything off him that wasn't impervious. Oh god.
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