[It takes Gideon a moment to come back from the unfamiliar world in which these books are all set. But he does, and glances up to see--well, she must be Faye, as he's described himself so to no one else. She's not quite what he expected--he's actually not sure what he expected, but he'd never have guessed an outfit like that. It's...well, a bit revealing, by both Marathine and Kekropian standards. And it leaves Gideon a little self-conscious, despite his lack of sexual interest in women, let alone the particular woman wearing it.
His eyes firmly on hers, out of a (perhaps misplaced) sense of politeness, he raises his eyebrows and shrugs, as though to say You've caught me. And then he gestures to an empty chair, hooking a foot around one of its legs to pull it out for Faye.]
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His eyes firmly on hers, out of a (perhaps misplaced) sense of politeness, he raises his eyebrows and shrugs, as though to say You've caught me. And then he gestures to an empty chair, hooking a foot around one of its legs to pull it out for Faye.]