Research. Pass, says the tilt of her brow, as if she has any real say over where she goes and what papers she rifles through. Otherwise that too floats beyond the margins of their little cabal without remark.
"Not those. And I don't think any of the rings are likely to fit my— Well." One of the chunkier bands with a flat dark stone, a sigil-less signet ring for the pressing of seals on unimportant correspondence is plucked from his possession and tried on a series of fingers while Fitcher tallies the rest of what is extracted from his pockets. The pearls with the heavy pendant, maybe. And there's a pin that must be a sapphire or some other darkish stone that might do well on his collar.
"A shame you haven't a pierced ear. You should consider it." The one that hasn't been mangled. "Highly dashing."
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Date: 2022-04-30 10:11 pm (UTC)"Not those. And I don't think any of the rings are likely to fit my— Well." One of the chunkier bands with a flat dark stone, a sigil-less signet ring for the pressing of seals on unimportant correspondence is plucked from his possession and tried on a series of fingers while Fitcher tallies the rest of what is extracted from his pockets. The pearls with the heavy pendant, maybe. And there's a pin that must be a sapphire or some other darkish stone that might do well on his collar.
"A shame you haven't a pierced ear. You should consider it." The one that hasn't been mangled. "Highly dashing."