[The ever-present scent of animals clings to Will, sunk down right into the very fabric of his clothes. Beyond that though, he mostly just smells lightly sweet and fruity, mingled bright notes of strawberries, oranges, and cherries. As long as Cor doesn't bolt, he's okay with loose holding..... The now exposed smile turns a touch wry.]
Of course you can't tell. You can't look at yourself--just your reflection. Those can never be perfectly accurate.
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Of course you can't tell. You can't look at yourself--just your reflection. Those can never be perfectly accurate.