[Thanks to Lioriley, Trahearne isn't so basic. He's in a hipster sweater, boots and his messenger bag. He's a total hipster. And he's actually proud of how he looks.
He finally tears his gaze from the mirror to look back at her, taking a moment to appreciate how absolutely adorable he was. Nothing could have him grinning like a lovestruck fool like she did. He reaches out too intertwine his fingers in hers.] We shall.
[That's how the cutest couple ended up out on the streets of Verens. He's pointing out a pair of stray cats on the way to the parlor. Look, Lior. They're on a date.]
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He finally tears his gaze from the mirror to look back at her, taking a moment to appreciate how absolutely adorable he was. Nothing could have him grinning like a lovestruck fool like she did. He reaches out too intertwine his fingers in hers.] We shall.
[That's how the cutest couple ended up out on the streets of Verens. He's pointing out a pair of stray cats on the way to the parlor. Look, Lior. They're on a date.]