Smiling softly at Araceli's words, Korrin tries to focus on the images provided rather than the ache in her bones and the flush in her skin. "You and corsets will always be some of my favorite thoughts. I have no doubt that whatever you create would be well worth seeing. I'd have to steal you away for sure, to show my appreciation--"

The strain doesn't go unnoticed and Korrin frowns in concern and guilt, unable to make it any easier on the much smaller and slighter of the pair. "We can pause, Kadan. I don't want you straining yourself...and I'm pretty lightheaded, as it is. I can take a breather." She had a feeling it was going to be slow-going, anyway. The healing tents being in sight doesn't mean much if the pace is the way it is. And though it would be nice to be dry, she doesn't want Araceli collapsing to make it happen.