[Altalita makes a pleased sound at this discovery, helping with its removal with rather shamelessly wandering, warm hands. When her hands reach Midna's waist, they unclip the twili woman's skirt once the clasp was found. From there, Altalita shrugs her own robe the rest of the way off, further revealing her pale, curvy form. Black tattoos in the style of runes--if Midna cared to notice--trailed down her back, curling past her shoulder blades and dipping past the waistline of her silk pants.]

[Her tone is quiet, though appreciative] Mmm, you're lovely, you know.