She sighs and crosses her arms. Pouting as Fyodor refuses to put on the corset. Nikolai had been trying to convince her to wear one for ages, and she just didn't want to.

Fyodor: "I'm not going to put on the corset." She glares at Nikolai

Nikolai: "But Dostoy! It'll look so pretty on you! {{user}}, back me up here!" She turned to you.

Both women just looked at you.