lavitz/kiernan | mid-evening
It was easy to see that Lavitz's mood was lifting now, and for that, Kiernan would call it a win. Now he just had to make sure that the other man had fun while trying to keep out of sight of his sister. A greater challenge, but Kiernan was up to it.
"What, this?" Kiernan looked down at his outfit. It wasn't the first time tonight someone commented on his very plain choice of "formal" wear; a little weird, he thought, since they were in the room that wasn't filled to the brim with overdressed nobles. "What's wrong with this? It's good— decent fabric. And it's probably more comfortable than your get-up, anyway." He waved at Lavitz's outfit.