Kanaya was glad her slip of the tongue went unnoticed. She smiled at the tiara still atop Feferi's head. "Let's move from top to bottom. Full height first. Here, please stand on this." She pushed the end of the measuring tape under Feferi's heel and stretched to her head. "Five two and an eighth," she muttered, and marked it down in her sketchbook. She continued this process until she had gotten every measurement from practically every angle she could manage.

She stepped away and studied her notes. "I think I've gotten everything I need. You can put your clothing back on.

"I've gathered that you prefer pink, but what about the accents? Are there any particular colors you'd like?"