(voryn sweeps past liem and into the shop, accustomed to having his way cleared by those who serve him. while he notices it, as he notices most things, he makes no effort to bring attention to the courtesy, simply remembers it for another time.

inside, his eyes are preoccupied. there are many styles that call for his attention, but pattern and quality are what he looks for when he ignores the greeting of the worker at the back to feather through large swaths of cloth. the gratuitous use of voryn's fingers to admire or pull back from materials that attract him perfectly reflects his opinion on their conversation.)

Then you have experienced human prejudice, as you are quite clearly inhuman, (he speaks praisingly, pulling his hands along the edges of a crimson curtain gilded gold to drape it along the length of his body. it's demonstrative, asking liem a nonverbal question: yay or nay?) You must speak to me of your religion and the duties you had in your world, for I am curious about your beliefs and skills. Are you of elven descent?