[ Eccentricity in nobles isn't new, but this particular eccentricity is pointed. Geralt pauses, giving him a longer assessing look.
He's markedly pretty, undeniably. Takes care of himself; maybe searching for prospects, being the house's second son, or maybe just vain — but he's not wearing a scent, which might indicate pure vanity. He doesn't even smell like soap, Geralt realizes. He'd have to get too close for propriety to learn anything else.
Even Alfr's old quarters, clean as they are, carry a little of the scent of blood.
The silence is beginning to stretch into awkwardness. ]
Hunting hounds don't just answer questions and look pretty.
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He's markedly pretty, undeniably. Takes care of himself; maybe searching for prospects, being the house's second son, or maybe just vain — but he's not wearing a scent, which might indicate pure vanity. He doesn't even smell like soap, Geralt realizes. He'd have to get too close for propriety to learn anything else.
Even Alfr's old quarters, clean as they are, carry a little of the scent of blood.
The silence is beginning to stretch into awkwardness. ]
Hunting hounds don't just answer questions and look pretty.
[ He tips his chin toward the sword. ]
You know how to use that, or is it decoration?