The Bahorel who's actually Bahorel is currently sprawled upside down over the back of a chair, spoiling Feuilly's dogs with scraps from dinner. He answers Feuilly without pulling himself upright, "Of course not. I wear an apron when I cook."
--And other clothes sometimes! But it's his room, after all.
" Believe me, if I'd known we were to change residences, I would have outfitted you properly before leaving." Feuilly couldn't totally dress badly with anything in Bahorel's wardrobe, but it's a blatant waste of aesthetic potential, all the same.
Bahorel himself is, at the moment, rather less dressed than Feuilly might normally be, waistcoat and cravat off to the side, shirt belted loosely with a sash. It's all still well within the decency guidelines for Milliways, if a bit risque for their own era.
What? The dogs have their paws all muddy, and they've been climbing on him. He's being thoughtful! You're welcome, Feuilly.
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Date: 2015-11-08 12:27 am (UTC)From:--And other clothes sometimes! But it's his room, after all.
" Believe me, if I'd known we were to change residences, I would have outfitted you properly before leaving." Feuilly couldn't totally dress badly with anything in Bahorel's wardrobe, but it's a blatant waste of aesthetic potential, all the same.
Bahorel himself is, at the moment, rather less dressed than Feuilly might normally be, waistcoat and cravat off to the side, shirt belted loosely with a sash. It's all still well within the decency guidelines for Milliways, if a bit risque for their own era.
What? The dogs have their paws all muddy, and they've been climbing on him. He's being thoughtful! You're welcome, Feuilly.