03.Jan.20, 05:02 AM
Cazan turned in surprise when she the other man speak and she hid her face behind her glass for a moment as she desperately hoped he wasn't offended. After his rather polite and good natured greeting that was accompanied by only mild teasing she smiled in relief. N'mor seemed rather the sane gentleman compared to Casa's prior exuberance. She gave him a small curtsy in reply. "I like to think that I can be quite talented at wandering off if I need to be, but I certainly would not wish to vex anyone if they really were so eager to meet me."
She turned her attention back to T'ryn, smiling as she eyed the outfit (and if she was honest, the man) again. "Well they were specifically tailored to fit him. I believe my brother mentioned that he sewed them together while T'ryn was wearing them."
And with remarkable ease N'mor stole her attention back as she studied him, head tilted curiously as she peered at his fabric clad stump with an almost clinical curiosity that bordered on rude before she turned her gaze down to his pants and boots. She circled him, her posture and gait shifting ever so slightly as she adopted her more usual and purposeful working posture and motions. "I can..." no, he can she sharply reminded herself, "I can let him know. I'm certain that he can figure something out. He'd probably rather enjoy the challenge of designing something specifically to cater to you."
In an effort to get back into character as herself she smiled, shoulders relaxing and her pose settling back into something more relaxed and casual. "He might even be able to do a pair of form fitting pants for you, though you'd have to ask him about that. I'm not entirely sure I'll admit." Yes, this party was an excellent idea and she gave T'ryn a warm grin as she added, "You have such interesting friends."
She turned her attention back to T'ryn, smiling as she eyed the outfit (and if she was honest, the man) again. "Well they were specifically tailored to fit him. I believe my brother mentioned that he sewed them together while T'ryn was wearing them."
And with remarkable ease N'mor stole her attention back as she studied him, head tilted curiously as she peered at his fabric clad stump with an almost clinical curiosity that bordered on rude before she turned her gaze down to his pants and boots. She circled him, her posture and gait shifting ever so slightly as she adopted her more usual and purposeful working posture and motions. "I can..." no, he can she sharply reminded herself, "I can let him know. I'm certain that he can figure something out. He'd probably rather enjoy the challenge of designing something specifically to cater to you."
In an effort to get back into character as herself she smiled, shoulders relaxing and her pose settling back into something more relaxed and casual. "He might even be able to do a pair of form fitting pants for you, though you'd have to ask him about that. I'm not entirely sure I'll admit." Yes, this party was an excellent idea and she gave T'ryn a warm grin as she added, "You have such interesting friends."