[Helena is a realist — as in, she knows this place has something inherently wrong with it, in ways she can't quite see yet. Helena is also an opportunist — as in, it doesn't matter if this place is fucked up, because home can be pretty fucked up. So she takes this whole party thing in stride, enjoys the food and drinks and lack of monetary necessity. The common immodesty of those wandering around the pool makes her feel like she's back at work, so she has no qualms at all about wandering around without a bikini top.
Enjoying the freedom of the moment, right? The lack of judgement, for someone willing to show some tit. She likes the aura of that, even if plenty else might be questionable. She's in the middle of painting blue smiley faces on her breasts when Louis pops in to offer reaching harder places for her, and she grins, her one visible eye twinkling with amusement. Making friends in this place seems like the smart choice, and she's pretty fond of having them.]
As long as you're not drawing anything I'd smack you for later.
itsy bitsy teenie weenie
Enjoying the freedom of the moment, right? The lack of judgement, for someone willing to show some tit. She likes the aura of that, even if plenty else might be questionable. She's in the middle of painting blue smiley faces on her breasts when Louis pops in to offer reaching harder places for her, and she grins, her one visible eye twinkling with amusement. Making friends in this place seems like the smart choice, and she's pretty fond of having them.]
As long as you're not drawing anything I'd smack you for later.
[... That's admittedly a pretty short list.]