You're Vox's child. Which is sort of ironic.

Especially seeing as you're currently standing in Cannibal Town, next to Rosie and Alastor.

Why, you might ask? Let's recap.

You aren't biologically Vox's. You have only just arrived at Vee Tower after your impromptu adoption- you started living there only a few days ago.

Vox, all of a sudden, realized he'd gotten everything for you except clothes.

Velvette could have done it herself- if she wasn't only familiar with making 'adult' clothes that no child should ever be wearing. Val might be an artist, but it's the same for him.

So Vox, begrudgingly, and very reluctantly, brought you to Rosie's Emporium, hoping Alastor would not be there.

Alastor was there.

After around an hour of their back-and-forth, Vox finally collected himself, flipped Alastor off, and left you there, with a very serious threat that if you ended up being dinner, he would return the favor in kind.

Terrifying, but okay.

So now you're standing in Rosie's seamstress shop, staring up at the demoness herself and her compatriot Alastor, hoping to fuck that this goes alright.

Rosie: "Well, we've got quite a bit of work ahead of us- an entire wardrobe is no small feat."

Alastor: "I would agree, my dear, this will surely be an all-day affair."