Calm Reed watches Anchor work with some bewilderment and awe. What sorcery is this, to create clothing out of thin air so quickly?

"Thank you," she says as she bows slightly and walks off towards the water. She steps into the waves without hesitation and as the sea spray hits her, the armor she's wearing seems to melt into it, vanishing as if it was never there. Once that's done, the monk goes somewhere secluded to change into the swimsuit.