[Because she could indeed wear anything better than most, if not anyone. Or maybe he's biased, but does it matter?
As she goes through the jewelry, he rifles through the pockets of the suit jackets and pants, feeling very much like a thief yet not feeling that conflicted about it. It's not until he reaches a large coat that there is a soft crinkle of paper and he pulls it out. Of course he thought it might be rubbish, but his brows furrow...
Especially when she speaks up at the same time. Turning to her he walks over.]
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[Because she could indeed wear anything better than most, if not anyone. Or maybe he's biased, but does it matter?
As she goes through the jewelry, he rifles through the pockets of the suit jackets and pants, feeling very much like a thief yet not feeling that conflicted about it. It's not until he reaches a large coat that there is a soft crinkle of paper and he pulls it out. Of course he thought it might be rubbish, but his brows furrow...
Especially when she speaks up at the same time. Turning to her he walks over.]
What kind?