[Ah, to be a sentimental teenage girl... in a shop that does, in fact, seem much more suited to her demographic than his own. The place gives off an air of saccharine comfort that makes Barok want to narrow his eyes, as if offended to be offered such things. Even the darker set Susato directs her attention to seems both too much and not enough.
Van Zieks reminds himself that beggars can't be choosers, but still... his eyes move over the pieces, like he's judging each one in turn, until his gaze settles on another celestial-themed spread. Rather than agreeing to her sentiment, he simply lets out a brief hm of vague interest.]
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Van Zieks reminds himself that beggars can't be choosers, but still... his eyes move over the pieces, like he's judging each one in turn, until his gaze settles on another celestial-themed spread. Rather than agreeing to her sentiment, he simply lets out a brief hm of vague interest.]