[ He leans over, resting an elbow on the table as he scrutinizes Ardyn a moment, trying to imagine a bright yellow scarf in place of his current one. ]
Hm. I'm not sure. Mayhap something more golden than bright yellow. [ He makes a vague gesture at his own face. ] It would bring out your eyes.
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[ He leans over, resting an elbow on the table as he scrutinizes Ardyn a moment, trying to imagine a bright yellow scarf in place of his current one. ]
Hm. I'm not sure. Mayhap something more golden than bright yellow. [ He makes a vague gesture at his own face. ] It would bring out your eyes.