23.Dec.19, 11:11 PM
"Black then, maybe a bit of contrast stitching... nothing too much." It was one of a few things Cazan mumbled to herself as she traced around each of his feet and studied his existing boots. "Smooth enough sole to allow for spins and dance maneuvers. Probably just enough scuff and grip to keep you from slipping though if you're not good at it. I should be able to adjust the sole to better handle the wear pattern you have on these."
She had to remind herself about the conversation at hand as she scribbled down notes. "Interesting. I'll have to remember that more men might flirt with me in the future." Cazan had been briefly worried when it happened that something about her disguise was falling apart, and it had been a mix of surprise and relief when the man had made a remark about her masculinity. She paused then, hoping she hadn't said anything that T'ryn would find offensive. "Not that I'm bothered by the idea or anything. It's just different."
That only seemed more awkward. She cleared her throat as she grabbed the tracings off the floor and stood up to sit back on her stool. "Anyway, just a few small things that aren't important really. Probably just me being a bit peculiar. Used to having a bit more privacy, like my own bath. But that's not important right now, what else is there for your boots..."
If T'ryn wasn't sure if he wanted black or brown then he probably wouldn't know to match his belt and other accessories either. Cazan did a quick bit of mental math; it was her first big order, he seemed a good and decent person who wouldn't likely take advantage of her, and he was a bronze rider which meant he was going to be socially important eventually if he somehow wasn't already (and he was Katiryn's friend and she was clearly important). That all added up to a good customer to try and invest in. She grabbed her notebook to start scribbling in it again. "So a belt and gloves probably too. Maybe a jacket if I get time..."
She had to remind herself about the conversation at hand as she scribbled down notes. "Interesting. I'll have to remember that more men might flirt with me in the future." Cazan had been briefly worried when it happened that something about her disguise was falling apart, and it had been a mix of surprise and relief when the man had made a remark about her masculinity. She paused then, hoping she hadn't said anything that T'ryn would find offensive. "Not that I'm bothered by the idea or anything. It's just different."
That only seemed more awkward. She cleared her throat as she grabbed the tracings off the floor and stood up to sit back on her stool. "Anyway, just a few small things that aren't important really. Probably just me being a bit peculiar. Used to having a bit more privacy, like my own bath. But that's not important right now, what else is there for your boots..."
If T'ryn wasn't sure if he wanted black or brown then he probably wouldn't know to match his belt and other accessories either. Cazan did a quick bit of mental math; it was her first big order, he seemed a good and decent person who wouldn't likely take advantage of her, and he was a bronze rider which meant he was going to be socially important eventually if he somehow wasn't already (and he was Katiryn's friend and she was clearly important). That all added up to a good customer to try and invest in. She grabbed her notebook to start scribbling in it again. "So a belt and gloves probably too. Maybe a jacket if I get time..."