[ Oboro knows Takumi like the back of her own hand - his likes, dislikes, body language... even the most minute details. No information about him is irrelevant in her mind.
Still, the professional in her demands she retake his measurements every time he needs a garment made. Her lord needs to look his best, after all, and it'd be a tragedy if his clothes didn't fit perfectly! Plus, the request this time is for something worthy of a royal gathering at the castle... something she could say with confidence he'd rather not attend, but has to as one of Hoshido's princes.
She pulls out her trusty tape-measurer and unravels it slowly. They've been through this song and dance many times before, but it still brings her joy every time. To be tailoring clothes for royalty... it's a dream come true. ] Lord Takumi, would you hold your arms out for me?
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Still, the professional in her demands she retake his measurements every time he needs a garment made. Her lord needs to look his best, after all, and it'd be a tragedy if his clothes didn't fit perfectly! Plus, the request this time is for something worthy of a royal gathering at the castle... something she could say with confidence he'd rather not attend, but has to as one of Hoshido's princes.
She pulls out her trusty tape-measurer and unravels it slowly. They've been through this song and dance many times before, but it still brings her joy every time. To be tailoring clothes for royalty... it's a dream come true. ] Lord Takumi, would you hold your arms out for me?