After loosening up a little, Sydney suffers a bit of a backslide, but she’ll adjust. There’s little chance she’ll ever be prancing around like Dabbler though.
Sydney grew up on superhero comics of course, and also stuff like Red Sonja, She-Ra, Xena, etc, so the idea of the strong woman is not surprising to her. If there’s a body type she’s legitimately biased against, it’s the heroin chic beanpole supermodel look. It’s not the obvious unhealthy standard so much, or the fact that she feels it’s totally unattainable look for her – it’s just as unlikely she’ll ever look like Xena either. She just prefers the look of a woman that can one hand a bastard sword or punch out a horse. Not that she has anything against horses in particular. It’s just just her standard unit of toughness is 1 horse ka-power. I’ll be here all week folks, tip your waitress.
I know that last word balloon is a little gratuitous, and I prefer covering things in a more natural looking manner, but from Sydney’s point of view, they’re just… right there. For those of you having to quickly scroll the comic off the page then read it while furtively glancing over your shoulder, there’s only one more page actually in the showers. Of course then there’s the locker room, but things will be gradually returning to fully SFW status shortly.