30.Dec.20, 04:09 AM
Gangleri was relieved when the young woman finally relented and went to try the dresses on. It wasn't a terribly important thing, he supposed, as much as he fussed he knew she would survive a little bit of a chill and he had no reason to try and purchase her anything really. All of this silly nonsense was because of a simple coincidence that made her look familiar. At least now that he'd had a bit more time to compose himself he was feeling better, a bit more in control of his own emotions.
At least until she stepped out and he found himself staring at her legs, noticing just how long they were as the dress didn't even come down to her knees. "That is hardly appropriate for a lady-" he bit his tongue, shaking his head as he managed to avoid mentioning her age again to try to avoid getting called grandpa again. Instead he went with the next thought he had, "I am pretty sure she would find a way to murder me that I would not find the least bit enjoyable."
He gave the dress another thoughtful look, frowning as he considered the possibility that his favorite barmaid might like that sort of gift. No, even if she did it probably wasn't the sort of gift he should get her unprompted. Maybe he'd just convince her to take a day off so he could bring her to try it on herself. Gangleri sighed, and moved to shoo her back into the private room. "I'll take your word the other one will work well and purchase that one for her. Thank you, for your assistance in this matter."
Once Mylorah was safely out of sight he leaned against the wall next to the door to the changing room. "Did you happen to spot anything here you'd like for yourself? Or should I put myself at your service and help you bring your brother some hot chocolate?" Why was he still doing this? Gangleri frowned at himself, but it was too late to take the words back now.
At least until she stepped out and he found himself staring at her legs, noticing just how long they were as the dress didn't even come down to her knees. "That is hardly appropriate for a lady-" he bit his tongue, shaking his head as he managed to avoid mentioning her age again to try to avoid getting called grandpa again. Instead he went with the next thought he had, "I am pretty sure she would find a way to murder me that I would not find the least bit enjoyable."
He gave the dress another thoughtful look, frowning as he considered the possibility that his favorite barmaid might like that sort of gift. No, even if she did it probably wasn't the sort of gift he should get her unprompted. Maybe he'd just convince her to take a day off so he could bring her to try it on herself. Gangleri sighed, and moved to shoo her back into the private room. "I'll take your word the other one will work well and purchase that one for her. Thank you, for your assistance in this matter."
Once Mylorah was safely out of sight he leaned against the wall next to the door to the changing room. "Did you happen to spot anything here you'd like for yourself? Or should I put myself at your service and help you bring your brother some hot chocolate?" Why was he still doing this? Gangleri frowned at himself, but it was too late to take the words back now.