Luo Binghe is more tense than he usually would be, at a gathering like this. This is mostly because he is like four feet tall right now. The crutches probably also don't help. Not that he expects the Regent will allow their followers to start fighting each other here or anything, but Binghe's normal stature (6'2", more or less an adult, extremely powerful) allows him a measure of confidence in most situations that in his current state (broken leg, demonic and spiritual cultivation sealed, looks about 10 years old) he lacks completely.
He is at least cleaner better dressed than he was when he was actually ten, though. Since the events of the raid he's had his retainer acquire appropriate clothes for him, after about a day of stubbornly hoping this would pass quickly. They're in his usual style, which is to say mostly black with silver and red trim, and he has his somewhat shorter hair tied up in its normal half-ponytail, which makes him slightly easier to potentially identify for anyone willing to come to the conclusion that one of their fellow Aions has shrunk.
In spite of his injured leg, he stands up straight, the fist of one hand clenched around the handle of his crutch. His eyes are fixed on Estinien, his expression unreadable.
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He is at least cleaner better dressed than he was when he was actually ten, though. Since the events of the raid he's had his retainer acquire appropriate clothes for him, after about a day of stubbornly hoping this would pass quickly. They're in his usual style, which is to say mostly black with silver and red trim, and he has his somewhat shorter hair tied up in its normal half-ponytail, which makes him slightly easier to potentially identify for anyone willing to come to the conclusion that one of their fellow Aions has shrunk.
In spite of his injured leg, he stands up straight, the fist of one hand clenched around the handle of his crutch. His eyes are fixed on Estinien, his expression unreadable.