[She follows Molly, keeping her mask on and hiding from the gazes of people who look at her as she walks by. She's certainly a sight, covered in bandages and wearing a porcelain mask and ears poking out of her hood and tiny in stature as she is, which is more of a standout getup here than it was in Wildemount. There, it was easier to slip into the shadows and mingle with a crowd and get lost, but here, where everything is all... smooth and flashy, she sticks out about as much as Molly does.
Especially when the two are walking right next to one another.
He asks after her, and she's a little surprised. Though just about as surprised as she always is when Molly isn't the absolute worst, because that's what she expects out of him at this point, as little as she trusts the tiefling.]
...Not so much? I get a few odd glances, but my disguise is impeccable.
[It's not.]
What about you?
[He tends to get a typical response wherever he goes, too. Even as a tiefling, he looks more striking than Jester. Nott never understood why he wanted to stand out so much. Carnies are weird.]
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Especially when the two are walking right next to one another.
He asks after her, and she's a little surprised. Though just about as surprised as she always is when Molly isn't the absolute worst, because that's what she expects out of him at this point, as little as she trusts the tiefling.]
...Not so much? I get a few odd glances, but my disguise is impeccable.
[It's not.]
What about you?
[He tends to get a typical response wherever he goes, too. Even as a tiefling, he looks more striking than Jester. Nott never understood why he wanted to stand out so much. Carnies are weird.]