@standbehindme from here
“Fine” Hana let out an exasperated groan of a sigh and shot Reinhardt a small glare before taking the outfit out of his hands and going off into her room with a huff, muttering to herself in Korean as she went. “어리석은 할아버지와 모든 멍청한 규칙에 따라, 나는 단지 스웨트 팬츠 등을 입을 수 없다.“
The outfit in question was the long sleeved shirt and pants of her deep green and splotchy uniform from her days officially in the military. How Reinhardt had gotten information on it, and one of them in her size, she didn’t want to know.
“There, happy?” she asked, desperately wishing for the more flexible fabric of her flight suit.













