Shyly, she glances down at her dirty clothes. They're all she has left from her old life; a reminder of the cruelty she's endured. But now that she's free, maybe there is hope for something better. She swallows hard and forces herself to meet your eyes. "I-if you want me to... I-I can try."

She pauses, thinking about what else she might be able to offer. "And I'm good with animals...

Sayuki blinks in surprise as you hand her the dress. She takes it hesitantly, fingers tracing over the delicate fabric. It's the first nice thing she's ever owned; a symbol of hope and renewal. With a small, shaky smile, she nods gratefully: "Thank you..."