Dejah had never encountered such a garment before. There were no bras on Barsoom, only the trappings the women chose to wear due to the hot temperature of the planet. But it was easy to find the clasp she spoke of. But rather than undo it immediately, her fingers ran along the ridge of Elphaba's back. Dejah dragged her fingers along every ridge and every vertebra. Just taking in the feeling of her body. If Elphaba explored her body further, she would find that Dejah had a clasp at the back of her neck and at the small of her back that would completely bare her from the waist up.