[He's being obtuse on purpose as he settles himself in. Arranging the long skirts of his tunic neatly, tucking his hair carefully back out of his face. He's in no rush to clear things up.
But he does finally look up at the beefy man, head tilting like he can't possibly understand the confusion.]
no subject
But he does finally look up at the beefy man, head tilting like he can't possibly understand the confusion.]
King Saralegui of Small Shimaron. And you?