[ Ainslie is familiar with the concept of paying it forward, but...wasn't Ramir assigned to help? It's her job, not something she's doing out of some sense of philanthropy. ]

That's all well and fine, but I insist on paying you back, [ She starts towards the bedroom again so she can change, once again leaving the door open just a little for ease of conversation. ] I don't like owing anybody anything.

[ The underwear goes on first, which...infuriatingly, fits fine. And while they eliminate a little bit of the fear of flashing anyone a view of her nethers, they also come with the knowledge that Ramir picked them out, knows what they look like, and will know that Ainslie is wearing them. ]

Stars above, Ramir, you estimated the sizes on these by sight alone?