He still doubted this was the kind of "trial" Alastirra had envisioned when she'd volunteered to help him out - it certainly hadn't been what he'd been expecting - but here they both were, regardless. Jamie was waiting for his partner when she emerged from her changing room, near where they colored dyes were being distributed. He gestured to them peremptorily, feeling uncomfortable in his tight and revealing new suit and self-conscious about the ritual to come.

"...well. Guess we should get on with it, huh?"