While usually level headed enough to easily pick up tone and atmosphere, the sarcasm goes completely over Kylian’s head at the sight of the elf in draping silk. “Oh, that looks absolutely darling!” He gushes, probably getting too close into Halier’s personal space to feel the fine fabric between his fingers. “Is that the latest Givenchy design? I’ve been meaning to commission a dress from him for months, but his wait list is forever! Goodness, that’s royal sea silk! The iridescence is gorgeous! Oh, I adore that waistline; the bustling falls so nicely around your hips.”Â
He spins the elf around by the shoulders in order to get a better look, before stopping as Halier faces him once more. Kylian breaks into a wide grin. “You really should dress like this more often.”Â