"I do keep spare gaiters on me, if you don't mind the smell." The smell is unavoidable, smoky, smoggy, and burnt. She produces the cloth mask in question, gently folding it for Blindfold Convenience before offering it out to the new arrival. "I must say, you're quite striking even without the unfortunate inconvenience in question. I'd thought I had seen it all when the machine people began showing up."