[ the small smile at being told he's a charmer is involuntary, though it soon turns into a slight frown and a roll of his eyes at being told to relax. there is a nice tension, though, that settles underneath his skin, at her thinly veiled suggestion.
gods, he loved her. it was a problem.
it took a matter of moments to fully unpack -- despite teia's note of having two trunks, he really did not bring a lot. his shower is a quick affair, scrubbing himself clean to get dressed in a comfortable, but put together, outfit. something in between completely casual and of utmost formality. in sum, about as buttoned up as he always looks.
he does note, with some amount of dismay as he pulls on his gloves, that the vest that goes with his coat is slightly bigger than it usually is. which means he has, indeed, lost a little weight. annoyed, he slides into his coat, because teia will never let him hear the end of it once she gets through the many layers.
... that thought cures any irritability at her being right, and once he ensures all requisite poisons, antivenoms, and tests are safely packed within his walking stick, he realizes he still has about an hour before he is to meet teia in the lobby. plenty of time to stretch his legs and take a walk around the diamond, questioning various crows for information.
caterina is also in, and viago takes ten minutes to greet her. or... he tries. the first talon takes one look at him and rolls her eyes, shooing him away with a hand and a muttered andarateia under her breath. he takes the sign for what it is, crisply tells her that he will be present first thing in the morning for whatever she needs, and he makes his exit quickly.
teia is a far better shield against caterina's moods than he is, after all.
he finds himself in the lobby a bit early, checking the silver watch in his pocket for the time once before he watches people come in and out of the diamond. ready to gamble, or stay the evening. thieves and scoundrels, wealthy spenders and tourists. he makes mental note of the suspicious ones, taken in entirely by his task of memorizing the people who seem out of place that he does not notice it is nearing the time he agreed to meet teia in the lobby in the first place. ]
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Date: 2025-01-11 01:43 am (UTC)gods, he loved her. it was a problem.
it took a matter of moments to fully unpack -- despite teia's note of having two trunks, he really did not bring a lot. his shower is a quick affair, scrubbing himself clean to get dressed in a comfortable, but put together, outfit. something in between completely casual and of utmost formality. in sum, about as buttoned up as he always looks.
he does note, with some amount of dismay as he pulls on his gloves, that the vest that goes with his coat is slightly bigger than it usually is. which means he has, indeed, lost a little weight. annoyed, he slides into his coat, because teia will never let him hear the end of it once she gets through the many layers.
... that thought cures any irritability at her being right, and once he ensures all requisite poisons, antivenoms, and tests are safely packed within his walking stick, he realizes he still has about an hour before he is to meet teia in the lobby. plenty of time to stretch his legs and take a walk around the diamond, questioning various crows for information.
caterina is also in, and viago takes ten minutes to greet her. or... he tries. the first talon takes one look at him and rolls her eyes, shooing him away with a hand and a muttered andarateia under her breath. he takes the sign for what it is, crisply tells her that he will be present first thing in the morning for whatever she needs, and he makes his exit quickly.
teia is a far better shield against caterina's moods than he is, after all.
he finds himself in the lobby a bit early, checking the silver watch in his pocket for the time once before he watches people come in and out of the diamond. ready to gamble, or stay the evening. thieves and scoundrels, wealthy spenders and tourists. he makes mental note of the suspicious ones, taken in entirely by his task of memorizing the people who seem out of place that he does not notice it is nearing the time he agreed to meet teia in the lobby in the first place. ]