*Hyun-ae, now done screaming... finally, maybe, is trying to settle and frowning deeply. She's grossed out, to be honest, but... considering what she's done herself, hah, she realizes she has no right to be. So as a bit of self-punishment, maybe she should help with this as best she can.

"Why a sewing machine? How would that help with a murder? We need a camera to document evidence, not clothes... at least, that's how it goes in the detective movie I saw, once. So I think... that's what we should do. Probably...?"

She pauses, looking at her own PJs--the little dinosaurs on them, the light blue fabric, the hasty sewing job in the middle of her chest... ick.

"... Well. I mean, I need clothes, these pajamas are completely ridiculous, but that's entirely off topic."