Ben moved from one end of the room to the other, gathering his clothing and sitting on the edge of the bed to dress.
While he did that, she idly draped the glittery fabric over her breasts and looked at the reflection in the mirror. She still had her figure, even if it was invisible ninety percent of the time.
"Seval? Why are you doing that?" His attention was firmly fixed in her outline under the fabric.
"Eh, it was pretty and I wanted to see if I was still remotely feminine behind my guise."
He blinked slowly.
His catlike black eyes widened to the point that Seval assumed pain must have been hitting the orbs.
"You're a female!" His accusation rang in the room.
"Yes. Yes, I am. Or I was the last time I checked. It was a while ago, but my species doesn't sex-shift without medical intervention." Her low voice vibrated with amusement. He really seemed surprised. The rapid motions with which he jerked on his pants certainly gave that away.