"Maybe I should leave you two to talk?" After all, he was going to get bored very fast if they kept talking about corsets and black lace. "Oh!" Kairi looked as if she had just woken from a deep daydream. Visions of slow dances and handsome princes fell away into dust as she took stock of herself for the first time. The fit was snug, but not too tight. Pleased, she turned and looked at the mirror that hung above the dresser on the far side of the room.
She stared for a bit, trying to reconcile in her head the woman in the mirror and herself, but eventually she reached for the desk and pulled out the comb that Charlie had given her what seemed to be eons ago and pulled her hair up. A bit bolder smile crossed her face as she turned back to them and looked at Aladdin, hands clasped delicately infront of her as she had seen the other princesses do when they had nothing else to do with their hands.
"Do you think Sora will like it?" There was the slightest insecurity in her voice; she loved the dress, but what if it was too much? Her hands clenched just a little bit.