You might've already heard, but I remember you needed new things— they're not new, exactly, but I have an excess of dresses and they won't set you back quite so much as the couturiers will. Or at all, I just need the space in my wardrobe.

( gwenaëlle briefly hopes vega doesn't take being thought of amiss; hesitates, and then ends the message rather than trying to awkwardly mitigate that before it's happened. either she'll be pleased or not. )