It's likely a bit heartening, the faint crinkle that creases Kion's nose momentarily at Zevlor's teasing. Like if he was a bit less timid he might make a face at him, or just stick his tongue out. Some hint that whatever had happened in his young life, he wasn't traumatized beyond repair.
That the lieutenant has pointed ears at all is strange, a thing that Kion notices as he approaches. Was Zevlor just mistaken? Maybe his lieutenant had claimed to be elven-blooded to avoid some of the prejudices. Though his ears were rather short... maybe sometimes it happened. It wasn't like he was an expert. He nodded at the consideration, for the moment just taking the edges of the blanket between his fingers to keep it drawn around his shoulders. He might have a pin or bit of wire scrap in his pockets that he can use to keep it in place, but he'll worry about that later.
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Date: 2024-11-29 06:05 am (UTC)That the lieutenant has pointed ears at all is strange, a thing that Kion notices as he approaches. Was Zevlor just mistaken? Maybe his lieutenant had claimed to be elven-blooded to avoid some of the prejudices. Though his ears were rather short... maybe sometimes it happened. It wasn't like he was an expert. He nodded at the consideration, for the moment just taking the edges of the blanket between his fingers to keep it drawn around his shoulders. He might have a pin or bit of wire scrap in his pockets that he can use to keep it in place, but he'll worry about that later.