That's...one way to put it. [She looks Nihuang up and down with an approving smile. No one else here dressed as she was used to, or even moved as she was used to - their clothes tended to be shockingly simple, without need to worry about trailing skirts or wide sleeves or the posture needed to support a heavy headdress. She motions Nihuang towards one of the cushions on the floor in front of the bed.]

Come, let me help brush out your hair, and I can tell you about the people I've met here.