As she suspected, if she'd been given enough time, she'd probably have figured out just where she could find some new clothes. Purchasing them might have been tricky, what with her not having a single worldly possession in this universe apart from what she's wearing, but she probably could have traded her armor if she had to.

The shirts look simple and homey, rural in a way that she's not used to after years and years of modern patterns, and some of them even have charming embroidery along the cuffs and collars, colorful flowers that make her think of some of the girls she met in Europe during the war. The needlework is impressive, but she passes them over after a moment of admiration, because surely that's more expensive than plain, and she can't lean on Eskel's charity too much.