[ Oh. Maybe he’d misinterpreted the situation. Shocking, right? Still, even though he could now admit that he’d clearly done some great injustice to his friend, the apology was tangled up on the tip of his tongue, leaving him to uselessly turn and stare after the other. Thankfully, this wasn’t going to turn into a repeat of their last argument and instead, Fenris paused, pivoted and… -- what? Frowning, he dipped his chin and fingered the string again, being extremely careful in choosing his words this time. Well, okay, not really, because what inevitably came out was a poor imitation of his usual, snappy comeback. ] To… match my sash? [ An edge of his mouth quirked and then he was gesturing to his waist because look Fenris, look how the beads pulled his whole ensemble together. ]
much :c