Syrlya appears to be rapidly losing the argument here. He'd fight more that he really doesn't need to try and dress the part, but honestly the material is soft and the designs are eye-catching.
He glances down at the kimono Carly holds up as the shopkeeper slides in beside them, regarding Syrlya with barely contained eagerness. "Is it 'he' dear, or 'she', or something in between?" she lilts, apparently deciding to invade their conversation. Well, it is her shop.
Syrlya startles, jerking away just a little as he stares. "What, me? it doesn't really matter."
That's all the encouragement the shopkeeper needs, before she grins to Carly and reaches to nudge both of them towards another display of more detailed feminine kimono styles. They're not actually marked female, but clearly grouped together in a way that makes it easy for the vendor to direct the more gendered tourists.
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He glances down at the kimono Carly holds up as the shopkeeper slides in beside them, regarding Syrlya with barely contained eagerness. "Is it 'he' dear, or 'she', or something in between?" she lilts, apparently deciding to invade their conversation. Well, it is her shop.
Syrlya startles, jerking away just a little as he stares. "What, me? it doesn't really matter."
That's all the encouragement the shopkeeper needs, before she grins to Carly and reaches to nudge both of them towards another display of more detailed feminine kimono styles. They're not actually marked female, but clearly grouped together in a way that makes it easy for the vendor to direct the more gendered tourists.