[His stare lingers on her armor as if evaluating it— perhaps wondering if in some respect they might be alike, regardless of the differences between worlds. But then of course it’s rude in fair company to stare so openly, even with a helmet devoid of expression; the moment he recognizes his own curiosity for what it his, his attention shifts away once more, settling instead on the distant passing of nobility wreathed in feathers enough to provide the whole of riftwatch with finer places to rest their heads.
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[His stare lingers on her armor as if evaluating it— perhaps wondering if in some respect they might be alike, regardless of the differences between worlds. But then of course it’s rude in fair company to stare so openly, even with a helmet devoid of expression; the moment he recognizes his own curiosity for what it his, his attention shifts away once more, settling instead on the distant passing of nobility wreathed in feathers enough to provide the whole of riftwatch with finer places to rest their heads.
They look like birds, but he'll not say it.]