[Hayame's grudgingly positive assessment satisfies Liem, earning a small nod in reply before he bends to gather up the rest of his belongings. There's little chance of him forgetting to hold the illusion in his mind while they make their way across town to where their target waits; he seems fascinated by the healthy tan his hands have acquired, coloured as they are with an undertone of red instead of his usual paper white veined with faintly visible black. They're simultaneously much handsomer than his own hands, and also alien enough to seem like they couldn't possibly belong to him. He has to turn his right hand over to glance at the brand still stamped into it to reassure himself that some trace of his own real self still remains.
Once he slings the crossbow back across his shoulder and swirls his cloak back over his shoulders, he aims a steady, appraising look up at Hayame. His disguise likely won't be enough to fool anyone from his sect who looks at him for more than a few moments, but its presence still makes him feel a little better about walking an hour across the city with a seven-foot woman by his side.]
Would you like to lead for now? I can take us to her hiding place once we're in the area, but if you know the way to the district, there's no need for me to choose the route.
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[Hayame's grudgingly positive assessment satisfies Liem, earning a small nod in reply before he bends to gather up the rest of his belongings. There's little chance of him forgetting to hold the illusion in his mind while they make their way across town to where their target waits; he seems fascinated by the healthy tan his hands have acquired, coloured as they are with an undertone of red instead of his usual paper white veined with faintly visible black. They're simultaneously much handsomer than his own hands, and also alien enough to seem like they couldn't possibly belong to him. He has to turn his right hand over to glance at the brand still stamped into it to reassure himself that some trace of his own real self still remains.
Once he slings the crossbow back across his shoulder and swirls his cloak back over his shoulders, he aims a steady, appraising look up at Hayame. His disguise likely won't be enough to fool anyone from his sect who looks at him for more than a few moments, but its presence still makes him feel a little better about walking an hour across the city with a seven-foot woman by his side.]
Would you like to lead for now? I can take us to her hiding place once we're in the area, but if you know the way to the district, there's no need for me to choose the route.