[Orihime feels the top of the goggles with one hand and the surface of the gloves with the other. She tugs on both of them like one would draw makeup out of a canister, or butter out of a tub, and she pulls both of her hands across the two scraps of fabric she has. She pulls lengthsways so that she touches both scraps with one hand - on the upper half - and the other hand hits the lower half of both scraps.
There's a soft glow, and then Orihime picks up the two scraps in her hands. She tried to transfer what made both objects acid-resistant onto the scraps and she feels them in her hands, she nods, satisfied with the experiment.
She turns to the two young men: ]
There we go, test fabrics. Have either of you any acid to pour on the scraps?
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There's a soft glow, and then Orihime picks up the two scraps in her hands. She tried to transfer what made both objects acid-resistant onto the scraps and she feels them in her hands, she nods, satisfied with the experiment.
She turns to the two young men: ]
There we go, test fabrics. Have either of you any acid to pour on the scraps?