[Yizhi looks like he’s about to say something, but he has teriyaki chicken in his mouth, and it’s rude to talk with your mouth full. So he just holds a finger up with that “I’m about to say something, give me a minute” face, while chew chew chewing. Swallows. Coughs a bit, because he rushed that mouthful and it didn’t go down smoothly.]
It brings out my eyes? Really?
[He doesn’t sound suspicious. He just sounds surprised, as if no one’s told him that before and so it’s never occurred to him. To be fair, when basically everyone on your continent has the same eye-color and that eye-color is dark brown, no one’s really coordinating outfits with their eyes.]
I like pastels, but usually cool colors, like blue or green. I’ve never tried pink, to be honest. I didn’t know you were knowledgeable about color theory!
[Dante, a personal stylist? Color Yizhi surprised!]
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It brings out my eyes? Really?
[He doesn’t sound suspicious. He just sounds surprised, as if no one’s told him that before and so it’s never occurred to him. To be fair, when basically everyone on your continent has the same eye-color and that eye-color is dark brown, no one’s really coordinating outfits with their eyes.]
I like pastels, but usually cool colors, like blue or green. I’ve never tried pink, to be honest. I didn’t know you were knowledgeable about color theory!
[Dante, a personal stylist? Color Yizhi surprised!]