07-31-2008, 06:18 PM
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His taste in clothing hadn't changed too much over the years and he mostly stuck to the same thing over and over. Laurel was a bit more about function than style and as time had gone on, he had figured out just what worked for him. Something that didn't fall apart at the first chance and didn't inhibit his movement any. From hats like his own to neckties and shoes, nothing really jumped out at him immediately. So when Asanothol got his attention, she got all of it as he turned back to face her over the top of the empty racks with a wiry smile. “It looks nice. I like it,” he remarked honestly. “If you stick around until the winter, that might keep some of the chill out if your fur doesn't.” Which was something he was going to have to watch out for himself.[/html]