Tetra stepped out of the dressing room and made a point of swishing the dress around her. Just the slightest level of control through her fibers was enough to ensure the perfect movement of the cloth for the display.
"It fits perfectly!" She exclaimed. She could feel the pride coming from Parian as she turned to Survey's droid.
"Your modifications to the dress were flawless. This is excellent work." The droid said as Survey had it examine Tetra. In reality the modifications weren't quite flawless, but they were close enough and performed faster than any unpowered designer could hope to emulate.
"Well, I'm just lucky to have found someone to fill in at the last moment." Parian's power flowed over the dress, checking fit and making tiny shifts. It made Tetra glad they hadn't attempted any modifications. As it stood, her fibers had copied the dress down to individual threads, even including some quirks of the design that had been very tempting to alter.
Apparently finding everything in order, Parian turned to Tetra.