"That much is clear." Teren catches sight of the shifting garment, glances at its adjustment, then gives a snort of amusement and turns, going back to pick up her wine glass and refill it without asking (but then she at least refills Lakshmi's as well). "You're prepared to answer, then, for the things you say." She leans against the windowsill and takes a sip. "Or you've had good bodyguards."