"Meroon... that's a pretty name!" His voice came out with what would be cloying sweetness if Ralsei didn't come across so earnest as he was.

He steps back a couple feet, gesturing to a few nearly unnoticeable pins along the hem of the maid outfit. "For some reason, they make the assumption people would know about these, but if you undo them there'll be a little more slack around the thighs. It's still not perfect, but... it should at least be more comfortable! Do be careful, though; the pins are sort of sharp!"

Ralsei, now that you got a better look at him, appeared to take after both goat and cat: little nubby horns poking out little holes in his hat, tinted slightly pink, and a snaggle-toothed muzzle with small fangs poking out the sides.

"You might be able to find sandals, if you'd like, too. I'd offer to help with the stockings, but..." He shakes his head a little. "They're not mine to mess with, or I'd just cut a hole for your fins. Sorry." He pulls lightly at the edges of that hat, expression wilting for a moment before he bounced back.

"Hey, I hope you have a good time here, though! I've heard they have really good food."