Estinien is wearing Nero's least pretentious outfit, the kind he'd probably
only wear when everything else was dirty or torn. It wasn't even in his
signature red, aside from the dull crimson undershirt.
"Sufficient. Your man did love his scribblings, though." He closes the door
behind him and leans against it, watching the man on the bed.
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Date: 2023-01-09 04:16 pm (UTC)Estinien is wearing Nero's least pretentious outfit, the kind he'd probably only wear when everything else was dirty or torn. It wasn't even in his signature red, aside from the dull crimson undershirt.
"Sufficient. Your man did love his scribblings, though." He closes the door behind him and leans against it, watching the man on the bed.