[ it takes a second of blinking to realize who the person in front of him is: don quixote, looking like—
like.
heine blinks, taking in the full outfit. the bunny ears, the cuffs, the little—is that a bell? on her collar? heine thinks he's seen outfits like this before, but almost exclusively at brothels, or standing outside buildings in the less savory parts of the below. ]
Don? [ whoa. he shakes his head a little, then reaches up to touch the glasses he currently has sitting on top of his head. ] Yeah, it's me. Despite this place's best efforts.
[ he hates the outfit soooo much. it would be vastly better to just be naked, except that heine isn't totally confident he's going to get through this unscathed and if he has to go down fighting he'd rather there be some layer of clothing between him and the floor.
he does, however, tug at the lapels of the suit jacket and ask, ] Do you want this? That looks—cold.
PLAYBOY BUNNY DON?
like.
heine blinks, taking in the full outfit. the bunny ears, the cuffs, the little—is that a bell? on her collar? heine thinks he's seen outfits like this before, but almost exclusively at brothels, or standing outside buildings in the less savory parts of the below. ]
Don? [ whoa. he shakes his head a little, then reaches up to touch the glasses he currently has sitting on top of his head. ] Yeah, it's me. Despite this place's best efforts.
[ he hates the outfit soooo much. it would be vastly better to just be naked, except that heine isn't totally confident he's going to get through this unscathed and if he has to go down fighting he'd rather there be some layer of clothing between him and the floor.
he does, however, tug at the lapels of the suit jacket and ask, ] Do you want this? That looks—cold.