[ There was ridges against his fingertips, curious ridges however he attempted not to focus on it. He did not gape nor did he gawk over such things. Poised, he was poised as he remembered that no one enjoyed being stared at. Not even himself-- but the light of maybe-appreciation that came to Caleb's eyes for a brief second had registered a warmth within him. ]
You will likely not be surprised that I have never been to a tavern before.
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Date: 2023-07-27 08:29 pm (UTC)You will likely not be surprised that I have never been to a tavern before.
[ a note of chagrin came to his voice. ]
Have I overdressed?