"I've spoken to Allen once or twice," Shen Yuan says with a small nod. "Mostly just asking permission to use a room in the Sanctuary for my own purposes. He seems so busy -- I wouldn't want to disturb his work just to satisfy my curiosity --"

He interrupts himself with a startled, yet delighted laugh as Nara'a changes his clothes in an instant. "Well!" he exclaims. "Isn't that handy?" One of his hands begins to rise from his lap before quickly checking its ascent and turning back, but his eyes still track between the crystal, Nara'a's new outfit, and his face with wonder and curiosity. "Does it do anything else? We had similar magic in the last world I lived, dimensional pockets hidden up our sleeves, rings and other jewelry that could carry concealed weapons or reagents -- but I've seen one that also worked like a quick-change button." He laughs again, his shoulder now pressed companionably against Nara'a's.