Oh, uh, sure. I'm trusting you on this one, sooo...
[ Journal > Pen it is! As Weiss takes a journal that's reminiscent hers, he clues in on it right away. He never opened up her diary if it was ever left out, the contents of it forever a mystery to him as should be expected. If there's a temptation there, it's an easy one to resist as he bends down for her, already peeling off his left glove that conceals his "human" hand so that he can get a better feel for the page quality. While he's since calmed down considerately since his initial arrival at the Golden Peacock, this is the most sated and curious he's looked in a while.
There's almost something innocent about the way he pays so close attention to what she's saying, taking a genuine interest and doing his best to try. How was he going to know if he'd like something if he didn't give it a whirl! Easy enough to say when it's just all about a freakin journal. Ragna's touch across the page with a subtle coarse texture is delicate, pads tracing up and down the blank inside as he cocks an eyebrow. Like, it's not the first time he's touched or dealt with paper or anything! But he's genuinely attempting to commit the feel of it if they're going to be taking a gander at some stuff. ]
I think I getcha... What's a "gel" pen??
[ Signing pens? Ballpoint? Those make sense. But he's never heard of a smooth gliding gel pen before. ]
I feel like I'd lose track of my lines...then again, it IS just writing whatever I think about. [ A beat. ] What if I buy one of each? Try either one and see what I like more?
[ It's not like it's gonna go to waste. He's sure he can think of some good use for the one he doesn't turn into a journal. ]
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[ Journal > Pen it is! As Weiss takes a journal that's reminiscent hers, he clues in on it right away. He never opened up her diary if it was ever left out, the contents of it forever a mystery to him as should be expected. If there's a temptation there, it's an easy one to resist as he bends down for her, already peeling off his left glove that conceals his "human" hand so that he can get a better feel for the page quality. While he's since calmed down considerately since his initial arrival at the Golden Peacock, this is the most sated and curious he's looked in a while.
There's almost something innocent about the way he pays so close attention to what she's saying, taking a genuine interest and doing his best to try. How was he going to know if he'd like something if he didn't give it a whirl! Easy enough to say when it's just all about a freakin journal. Ragna's touch across the page with a subtle coarse texture is delicate, pads tracing up and down the blank inside as he cocks an eyebrow. Like, it's not the first time he's touched or dealt with paper or anything! But he's genuinely attempting to commit the feel of it if they're going to be taking a gander at some stuff. ]
I think I getcha... What's a "gel" pen??
[ Signing pens? Ballpoint? Those make sense. But he's never heard of a smooth gliding gel pen before. ]
I feel like I'd lose track of my lines...then again, it IS just writing whatever I think about. [ A beat. ] What if I buy one of each? Try either one and see what I like more?
[ It's not like it's gonna go to waste. He's sure he can think of some good use for the one he doesn't turn into a journal. ]