Encounter [5/5 Jasen/Lynesse, C]

[Lord Jasen de Winter]

Jasen merely shook his head in bemusement, wondering what Sebastian would make out of this unusual request. If so happened, he thought that he could get used to it, like he already was from his brother’s jovial nature, and this would be no exception to the rule. Giving an amused look at the young woman’s choice of their next location, he quietly dipped his head in agreement to her question. He himself was used to understated things, and thus his attire would often reflect his taste of simple clothes of material reflecting his station, usually with few ornaments necessary to show his position in society, but nothing more. After all, there was no sense at wasting glitter for work, or so he had thought. Still, a purchase here or there for the future would not go amiss, so the man made a mental note of location, should he happen upon it again on his own. One just never knew when he might need something of this nature, but for now, Jasen was an observer rather than an active bargainer. “I believe that sometimes, more just gets in the way of a person’s comfort,” he mused, waiting to see what the young woman would do about his statement.

[Lady Lynesse St. Claire]

Noting the shaking head of bemusement, Lynesse bowed her head in apology. "My apologies, Your Grace. Sometimes my mouth works ahead of my mind," she stated, wondering if exposing that flaw of hers would cause their tentative planned meeting to become a non-existent one, sh supposed she could only wait and see. Then again, if he could not withstand that then best she know now since it was a part of her that she could not seem to change.

Glad that they were on the same page as to the less is more belief, she placed the pearls down and considered a fair few other things. So many things went into making a woman look presentable, never mind if they were of the age where they had to attempt to catch peoples eyes to make themselves known. Feeling the material of some ribbon, she hummed a bit under her breath at the silky feel of it. It was suitable to her tastes so she set it aside since she was not through with the vendors wares just yet. "One cannot enjoy the dance, if they're worried their hair will fall apart. I enjoy dancing, do you as well?" She asked, subtly fishing for details as to what his hobbies were.