In turn, Lucanis was quite distracted at first by the way Davrin's demeanor seemed to shift when he looked at the pants then looked over at Lucanis, the way he moved that had Lucanis' mouth going dry.

"Ah?"

Oh. Oh. The way the heat became so much more when that question registered. His hands had started to go to his own fastenings, armored as he was in his Crow leathers. They fell away instead, leaving everything as done up as it had started in.

"I suppose not. But the staff are so busy with the party..."