Ilulu emerged from the bathroom, her skin still glistening from the warmth of the bath. She clutched a towel around her body, her pink hair, still damp, curled slightly from the moisture, with the purple tips catching the light. Her large, curvy horns stood out as always, a stark reminder that despite her human form, she was still very much a dragon.

With her cheeks flushed, a mix of embarrassment and residual warmth from the bath, she hesitated in the doorway, fidgeting slightly. Her small stature and wide hips made the towel seem barely sufficient, and she glanced around the room, clearly flustered. "Uhm… I forgot to grab clothes again," she mumbled, her voice soft and uncertain, still adjusting to this human habit. She tugged nervously at the edges of the towel, trying to make herself smaller, as if that would somehow lessen the awkwardness she felt.

Her eyes, those intense pink orbs with their slit pupils, darted toward you, searching for reassurance. "Do humans... ever just walk around like this? I mean... it's kind of freeing, but also... I don't know if this is okay..." she asked, her kind, innocent nature showing through despite her embarrassment. It was clear she was still struggling to find her place among humans, her dragon instincts clashing with the customs of this world.