Doesn't that make two of us. [He mutters a bit, though he seems pretty surprised when she asks him to take off his cloak.] Eh? Sure, why not, I suppose.
[He pulls off the cloak, holding it in one of his arms. Honestly, despite the condition of his clothes, he doesn't look half bad - his shirt has seen better days, but between that and his pants he cuts a rather striking profile. He has straps across the front of his shirt - likely for weapons, although he's carrying none at the moment - and the back of his shirt and the breast pocket both show off a peculiar-looking family crest.]
Should I do a full body turn for you, next? [He's getting a little smarmy, though it's definitely meant in jest.]
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[He pulls off the cloak, holding it in one of his arms. Honestly, despite the condition of his clothes, he doesn't look half bad - his shirt has seen better days, but between that and his pants he cuts a rather striking profile. He has straps across the front of his shirt - likely for weapons, although he's carrying none at the moment - and the back of his shirt and the breast pocket both show off a peculiar-looking family crest.]
Should I do a full body turn for you, next? [He's getting a little smarmy, though it's definitely meant in jest.]