[ Dion, all too tellingly, goes still. So much so that Eidunn's head pivots, fixing on the dragoon and giving a questioning chirp. The sound snaps him out of it, his shoulders straightening that much more and his smile struggling not to stray into horrified embarrassment. ]
...what a curious coincidence. I was unaware he was a tailor.
[ For a moment he's afraid that she's hiding her face to hide the tears or even anger--but the laughter is a relief, even if he's still deeply chagrined. ]
Ah...well, that seems to have solved the mystery...
[ Dion shifts, reaching up and rubbing the back of his neck, even if it means earning another peep of annoyance from Eidunn. ]
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...what a curious coincidence. I was unaware he was a tailor.
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Not again.
She gives up and drops her face into her her hands. At least her shoulders are shaking with laughter...]
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Ah...well, that seems to have solved the mystery...
[ Dion shifts, reaching up and rubbing the back of his neck, even if it means earning another peep of annoyance from Eidunn. ]
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He must have had some opinions about your jacket. He took care in his work. So, that leads me to believe he has a high opinion of you.
[As he should!!!]
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[ Though it can't be anyone other than Astarion, he's sure...unless Jack's developed a hidden skill for needlework and hasn't told him.
At least he can also avoid feeling weird about it as long as Jill does... ]
It would not do to embarrass him.
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[This is cute. Astarion deserves a little embarrassment, sometimes.]
Or worse, tell him I took credit for it and see how quickly he confesses.
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The latter may be the only sure way to pry one out of him!
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[She sounds so innocent.]
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I believe I will. And of course you'll be the first to know how it went in exacting detail.
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