She flinches a bit as he sits up, but calms down again when she realizes he was just sitting up. Sorry, Nico. She'll be twitchy.

When he starts talking about clothes she hides her face in her hands, still really embarrassed. "Um... d-do you have any underpants?" That was most important - her dress might dry soon enough in the desert heat.

Clothes where a little finicky when it came to all of Tessla's wings, so dresses with slits for them had been the easiest so far. If the clothes were a bigger size than her own, sometimes that helped, too.