[ Beleth blinks at him, then shrugs, unconcerned. ]
Well, you're welcome to believe whatever you want.
[ It's not like he's going to be getting one anytime soon anyway, so. Whether or not he believes it doesn't exactly affect anything.
In the meantime, a scout--some scout or another, maybe there's a Scout Gareth to complete the trifecta--comes up to Beleth with a sweater, and leaves. She promptly hands it over Benedict. It's no fashion statement, but it's sturdy and fairly comfortable, and most importantly: warm. ]
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Well, you're welcome to believe whatever you want.
[ It's not like he's going to be getting one anytime soon anyway, so. Whether or not he believes it doesn't exactly affect anything.
In the meantime, a scout--some scout or another, maybe there's a Scout Gareth to complete the trifecta--comes up to Beleth with a sweater, and leaves. She promptly hands it over Benedict. It's no fashion statement, but it's sturdy and fairly comfortable, and most importantly: warm. ]
Let me know if that fits.