She reaches out for it.

"May I?"

"Go right ahead."

She reaches out to take the sword.

It's heavy enough to be awkward until she gets a proper two-handed grip on it, at which point she has much less trouble.

"Feel alright?"

There's not really room to swing it properly, but she dances a few steps.

"Yes."

"I could use this."

"It's yours, then."

"Thank you."

Very cute. "You're welcome."

Next is armor, then.

Probably nothing too heavy, they're still sneaking somewhat...

Probably the chest she uses for her normal stuff, then - she trusts it for combat more, anyways. Boots matter most for sound, and hers are all pretty lightweight there...

So: good quality leather armor for both of them. 

Nod.

She selects a set and dons it. It turns into slick black leather, skintight around her chest and upper arms, cutting off before the elbow and leaving her midriff bare. For the legs, she has a skirt that would possibly cover more of her legs than the very tops if it weren't so poofy, silky leggings, and heeled shoes.

"Sub, huh?" she asks, almost teasingly.

Bit of a blush.

"Yeah..."

Smirk.

And she slips off her rags, puts on a set of very similar armor in its unworn state, though it has a few studs and some different dye patterns - and it's a bit more revealing on her than on Berengere. A black leather collar with metal spikes that curve like fangs, attached to a leather chest band by a few showy lines in front and a sleek plate in back. Her midriff is crossed by thin straps with studs where they intersect, and silver chains hooked to the studs below her waist. Her upper arms have red bands of leather in criss-crossing patterns, matched by red peeking out over the top of her black heeled boots. No skirt whatsoever.

She reaches past Berengere then, grabs a dark cloak that settles around her shoulders without hiding the outfit too much (though some of the bare skin at the top of the outfit is then of course sacrificed) and throws her face into deep shadow when she experimentally raises the hood.

Then, lowering the hood and turning to Berengere - "We're a nicely matched set, it seems."

Oh.

Wow.

"In more ways than one, it seems."

"Though the identical face puts a small hamper on implying you're my sub."

"Not with that cloak on."

"Maybe we should put the cloak on you... Just so no one gets us mixed up, you know." She leans in a little, though she hasn't really left Berengere's space. "Leave it on whenever we're in polite company."

Shiver.

"That would be one way of doing it."

"Do you have other suggestions?"

"Nothing springs to mind..."

"I think it's a rather excellent idea."

"Well, if you think so."

"I'm very wise, so..."

"Clearly. I must concede to your superior argument."