[It's not the clothing. It's only a little bit the unusual hair color. It's the smoothness of skin and the quality of grooming, the sort Benevenuta and Vivienne always had, though they lacked the unusual hair color that gives Margaux the edge. Pel's fingers don't catch on the wool broadcloth of her coat anymore, as many oils and creams as she has been given for stretch marks, but she remembers when they did. She sees that hair as it moves and wonders if she dyes it, and what it would take to make it that color.
It's when Margaux speaks and moves and thanks her like a person that Pel manages to snap out of it. Her smile flashes briefly, as it almost always does, but it remains in her eyes even when it has left her mouth.]
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It's when Margaux speaks and moves and thanks her like a person that Pel manages to snap out of it. Her smile flashes briefly, as it almost always does, but it remains in her eyes even when it has left her mouth.]
You're welcome. What's brought you to Skyhold?