[She is beyond relieved that Franziska doesn't press further, as she has no desire to examine that strange gap in her memory at the moment. She doesn't know why she can't remember such a simple thing, but it's not important right now!

When she gets her vest off, she's finally able to just pull off the shirt underneath...mostly. There are ties at her wrists that cause the sleeves to get caught.] Oops! [She shakes out her hands and tugs at the shirt until she can pull it all the way off. Unsurprisingly, her bra is pink, simple except for a tiny white bow in the center.

She laughs as she adds the shirt to her pile.] Yeah! It's kinda weird how nice the weather's been up here, isn't it? You'd think we'd hit some turbulence or something! [Like planes do when they go up into the clouds!]