Eloise doesn't respond to that, though the pinkness on her cheeks does grow a little darker at your implication of getting to experiment soon enough. Whether it's because she took that as an invitation, or if she had been a little naughty here and there remained to be seen. After she finished up washing you to an acceptable level, the peasant girl helped you slide into your robes once more.
"I'll have to mend these later... Not exactly sure we'll have any clothing that can fit your uh, bust, in the meanwhile, but we'll see..." Perhaps a bit more clear headed now that your tits are at least slightly covered, she leads you into the cottage, a welcome reprieve from the chilly evening air after your impromptu bath. The inside is rather cozy, with the back door opening into what must be a kitchen area. More interesting than the stove or whatever seems to be bubbling away atop it, however, is the
tall, rather handsome blond man tending to it. He casts a gaze over his shoulder as he hears the two of you enter, giving you a somewhat surprised gaze (which does linger on the 'unfortunate' tear along your chest) before politeness snaps it back to your face.
"So this is your friend, huh? Good to see she made it back in one piece." He says, leaving the pot behind for a moment so he can come over and offer you a hand in greeting.
"It's nice to meet you, Miss. Name's Andre. Eloise told me all about you." You vaguely recall her mentioning a brother way back in the shrine. This is probably him. Although, it's a little hard to imagine someone like him would be having issues conceiving a child. Like his sibling, he's definitely on the more fecund looking side of things.