[He watches with due interest as she removes her backpack. Oh yes, this is going places, places he likes, and places he probably has never been before BUT PLACES ALL THE BLOODY SAME!
What in the name of the Fury is that? He stares at the shirt as if it's some sort of Allagan puzzle that his simple noble brain cannot pick apart even if he spent a thousand summers at the task. His face eventually settles on something far less enthused than it was before, one could only ponder as to why.]
—Oh... Oh, yes! Of course... layering, that—certainly does fight off the cold. H-however, I scarcely wish to pilfer any of your articles from you [at least in this lame way] so perhaps you should keep it, just in case you may need it later! Mayhap the fire and your company will fend off my further freezing!
[That, and he hardly wants to wear that ugly thing, the color is rather unpleasant, and the cold is almost preferable in comparison.]
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What in the name of the Fury is that? He stares at the shirt as if it's some sort of Allagan puzzle that his simple noble brain cannot pick apart even if he spent a thousand summers at the task. His face eventually settles on something far less enthused than it was before, one could only ponder as to why.]
—Oh... Oh, yes! Of course... layering, that—certainly does fight off the cold. H-however, I scarcely wish to pilfer any of your articles from you [at least in this lame way] so perhaps you should keep it, just in case you may need it later! Mayhap the fire and your company will fend off my further freezing!
[That, and he hardly wants to wear that ugly thing, the color is rather unpleasant, and the cold is almost preferable in comparison.]