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scoresby is the name. (leescoresby) wrote in silverage,

"Doesn't sound like he's from here," Hester noted the moment the stranger spoke.

On top of that, his was a fashion Lee had never before seen in his entire life. Sure he may have seen something similar in his episodes of adventuring but wow, it's...it was a strange color for a start. He would have wanted to ask Hester's opinion about the matter but he wasn't sure he'd like to be seen asking his shoes where the man may have gotten his clothes. He, after all, didn't look like he had a dæmon. How else did Hester speak so bravely?

"Not yet," he responded as he began to lead the way away from the building. It troubled him to see the man out of his luck -- and without a wallet to top it all off! -- so he produced his warm coat -- black, huge and heavy -- from within his pack and handed it to the younger man. "Here, you look like you could use this. Care to tell an old man what happened to ya?"

For once, Hester didn't protest.