Hmm, true. If this was a world where they were going to be pretending to be cultivators, or... whatever they were calling them here...

"It's enough if I look like a disciple or a student." She reached up, and felt one of the feathers, curious about what kind of bird had produced it. Or was it fake? There were a lot of fake things around.

Dressing up for fun, though? People sure had a lot of free time. "No one will believe I'm old enough to be more than that... anyway, what's primitive?"