[He's gotten used to that sort of look by now. Does nobody else come from worlds that have even half the variety his does? Hardly their fault, of course, but still something of a surprise. He smiles back, sounding vaguely apologetic.]
Sorry, I didn't mean to catch you off-guard. Anything good, then?
["Good" could honestly mean a lot of things. He's desperately tired of plain solid t-shirts and ill-fitting pants, and few options of either since there's never anything that quite suits his proportions. He gives up on the candy search for now and comes over, one hand carrying his lantern and the other tucked into a sling beneath the curve of his feathered coat.]
holy shit perfect photo 10/10
Sorry, I didn't mean to catch you off-guard. Anything good, then?
["Good" could honestly mean a lot of things. He's desperately tired of plain solid t-shirts and ill-fitting pants, and few options of either since there's never anything that quite suits his proportions. He gives up on the candy search for now and comes over, one hand carrying his lantern and the other tucked into a sling beneath the curve of his feathered coat.]
Cool armor, by the way. Are you a guard?