Tessla isn't sure if it's a good idea, but her only other option is to run around with wet underwear or bareassed, and when in a dress on a desert planet that's just asking for sand in private places.

"Um... y-yes please." She says, carefully looking at him. She's not sure what to think, this human boy is helping her and being nice and it feels so much like a trap that it's making her tremble. It isn't how things should be.

Can humans really be kind?