Magne smiles warmly at both the comments, and the implications. The sincerity is actually a bit embarrassing, and she can't help the small blush over it. Normally such a thing would be hidden by the shades that currently were not available here. So César gets the full extent of the warming of her complexion, that much more obvious thanks to how much time she's had to spend indoors lately.
She nods along with César's assessment of the garments as a whole. "Absolutely. I'd have picked one out for myself if I weren't already stretching Elias' goodwill. I'd suggested that he got himself a jacket instead. When it comes to corsetry though... I don't know, I would hate to wear it only for it to be damaged, don't they normally sell for an arm and a leg? A vest would be easier, and be very good for layering. I could see you in a shirt with a poet's collar and something in, say...a copper color. When a friend offered to teach our group how to dance, he made sure that all of us had something nice to wear just for the occasion. He was such a ham, but the vest I had was lovely. Simple black, silver buttons, a little bit of embroidery near the shoulder..."
There's some melancholy to that sigh. She misses the Vanguard Action Squad.
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Magne smiles warmly at both the comments, and the implications. The sincerity is actually a bit embarrassing, and she can't help the small blush over it. Normally such a thing would be hidden by the shades that currently were not available here. So César gets the full extent of the warming of her complexion, that much more obvious thanks to how much time she's had to spend indoors lately.
She nods along with César's assessment of the garments as a whole. "Absolutely. I'd have picked one out for myself if I weren't already stretching Elias' goodwill. I'd suggested that he got himself a jacket instead. When it comes to corsetry though... I don't know, I would hate to wear it only for it to be damaged, don't they normally sell for an arm and a leg? A vest would be easier, and be very good for layering. I could see you in a shirt with a poet's collar and something in, say...a copper color. When a friend offered to teach our group how to dance, he made sure that all of us had something nice to wear just for the occasion. He was such a ham, but the vest I had was lovely. Simple black, silver buttons, a little bit of embroidery near the shoulder..."
There's some melancholy to that sigh. She misses the Vanguard Action Squad.