[ If Weiss explained, Nami would get it. For most of her adult life, how appealing she can make herself was something to be used as a tool to take her the places she needed to go, almost always ending in a tidy profit swindled out of someone initially drawn in by her appearance and the excessive charm she'll don like a mask. Appreciating someone, and being admired in turn, because she means it is new, but Weiss makes it easy. There's a lot about her to like, as far as Nami goes, and her beauty, though obvious, is just one part of that. ]

You really have to ask me that? [ Relaxing into a grin, Nami moves to sit on the edge of the bed beside Weiss, tilting her chin up as she studies her friend's face. ]

If you want me to make it even more obvious, we might have to take it to my shower so you don't get ink anywhere. [ Then, as her eyes narrow slyly. ] Unless you were planning on painting me next?