#earthrunes

He regards her armor as well, but without hope. "I will see you after, then."

An intrigued blink. "Oh, well...I'm sure armor this could be...adjusted." She takes his arm.

"I... If it doesn't fit correctly, perhaps ....." He looks around

"It is a bit binding, just here...." Her fingers grace a spot on her ribs, just below her bosom.

"There are others, better suited to help you size your armor, Coradel. It's too important. You could be hurt."

"August...." she leans in close and whispers in his ear "...don't be dense."

"I'm sorry." immediately "I don't mean to be."

"Of course you don't. Come...let us be quick." She takes his hand and leads him to their room, pausing to ask Vince if he would run interference for them for a bit.

"Hmmmmmmm?" He looks up from where he was chatting with a boggan lass, who giggles and insists that no, she simply MUST get this poor piskie to a bed with aspirin at hand for the morning after. "Oh, just stash him under a table... I'm more interested in you. Have you heard of my work for Charity?"

August follows her.

Coradel winks to Vince. "Carry on!"

And if she can possibly get him alone for 20 minutes, a good 15 of those are spend trying to....ah...help him unwind.

He waves them on with a wink back and a whisk of his tail. "As I was saying..."

It becomes pretty quickly apparent that it'll take longer than that. August is a mess, and covering it.

A change of tactics, then...a glass of cold water and a relaxing shoulder rub for him.

While August appreciates it, he'd rather get the rest of this over with.

Well, fine...she helps him with his armor. It seems her mood cannot be destroyed today.

He wears really only the minimum; breastplate and shield.

And he looks damn good in it, too.

Soon enough, they're returning to the gathering, ready for their respective contests.

After a moment of hesitation, August hesitantly offers Coradel a token to wear. "You don't have to. I won't be hurt." Quietly.

A blink. "August...why on Earth would you think I wouldn't want to wear your token?"

"Sorry. I just.... you're right, that was stupid of me. I'm sorry."

She stares at him. "August....We'll be fine. This is going to work. Now, let me have your token, and here, I have one for you as well. Let us go and dazzle them."

He nods, handing over the first and putting on the second, then following her out looking resolutely grim and anything but dazzling.