[At some point, Armand turns to retrace his steps. He isn't so good at finding a near stranger, and stops, shocked, since it seems that Lyall has found him.]
There you are, monsieur! I had no idea there would be so many people here. [If newly podded is the term, then he most certainly is. His clothes are still all his own, since it isn't as cold in here. Poor fellow doesn't even still have his cravat since he was taken only recently after an escape from the Bastille and France. But he is mostly covered, nothing indecently exposed except perhaps his head, and his sister only managed to make him wear a hat at her wedding. Shirt, waistcoat, trousers and boots. And a ribbon tying back light brown hair into a ponytail that falls down his back.]
I should have know you would be such a dapper gentleman.
[Action forevers!]
There you are, monsieur! I had no idea there would be so many people here. [If newly podded is the term, then he most certainly is. His clothes are still all his own, since it isn't as cold in here. Poor fellow doesn't even still have his cravat since he was taken only recently after an escape from the Bastille and France. But he is mostly covered, nothing indecently exposed except perhaps his head, and his sister only managed to make him wear a hat at her wedding. Shirt, waistcoat, trousers and boots. And a ribbon tying back light brown hair into a ponytail that falls down his back.]
I should have know you would be such a dapper gentleman.