Well then. If Siiri's going to take her trousers off, then Åsa's going to take her skirt off too (in a moment, after she's gotten over Siiri's legs. They're really long, okay, and really nice, like the rest of her, and she's very jealous and more attracted than she'll admit to herself). She folds it over her arm, and follows Siiri into the bathroom to put it in the sink, but then leaves Siiri to wash Floweregg as she heads to the kitchen to put some coffee on, and fetch one of Floweregg's blankets.

Returning to the bathroom with it, she sets it down for when Floweregg's dry, and turns to get an older towel out for her. She's comfortable in Siiri's flat at least, even if she's still awkward with Siiri. "Feeling better?" She asks as she comes over to them, leaning over to rub behind Floweregg's ear as she smiles at her reassuringly.