Clyde did his best to not look nervous, but clearly the entire situation seemed a bit played out, or planned. A half naked girl saying she had lost her clothes, just wanting him to come over and help... Yeah, that did not happen in real life. At least not under normal circumstances.
Of course, considering who he was, a mage, how often were the stuff that occurred around him normal? He could do magic, he could bend the earth itself, using djed in amazing ways. But a woman who needed his help genuinely, and was asking for it, seemed odd and foreign? Maybe he had been spending a bit to much time doing magic... Or maybe he was really getting paranoid... Then again, when time and time again your paranoia turns out to be true, was it still paranoia?
Regardless, he would have to do something, if he did not want to come off as some jerk, in the case that she genuinely needed help. He was not going to leave her out here to her own devices, to be taken advantage of or something worse, by some other person.
He let out a sigh, as she took a few steps closer... Well, at least she was not staying in the one spot, which would have helped to confirm his thought of an ambush...
"You forgot... Clothes? Right..."
He did not even bother asking. Already quite a few options were coming to mind. She had been having a liaison with some lover, and in the fracas had misplaced her clothes... And he had just left her, or perhaps left before her and she only realized after he left... Or maybe she had been bathing at the nearby springs, nude, and someone had thought it great fun to abscond with some of her clothes... That one seemed a bit less likely, as they would more likely take all of her clothes, not just a few pieces... Come to think of it, if that was the thing that had happened, it was more likely some animal or beast grabbed the clothes and tore off with them. Since really a person would have taken them all... He could see if any of those were true, why she was embarrassed about it.
Clyde unintentionally looked when she pointed and remarked on "these", to which he hurriedly averted his eyes and brought them back to her face.
Clyde thought about what he had on him... He did not generally carry around a bunch of random extra clothes. Who did? Though he usually kept his gear with him in his pack, which was all he needed to set up camp... And along with his bedroll, and tent, he also had a thick winter blanket, which would wrap around her nicely, covering everything up. Since it was sized for him, it would do much better at covering things than her cloak, which was not meant for such a use.
He looked her in the eyes, his face not full of lust or greed or some such thing as most men would probably had upon looking upon her exposed flesh. He had seen plenty of that in Ravok, and especially from being around Kyra who disliked clothes and had no sense of decency when being nude... A kelvic thing apparently...
"I do not have any extra clothes, but I guess you can borrow my winter blanket. It is pretty big, so should more than cover up someone your size. You can wrap it around a few times."
Clyde went into his pack, and took it out, showing her how big it was. It had to be, since it had to cover him up longways, and he was over 6 foot tall. Turned on its side, it should work quite nicely to cover her top half.
"Though do you have something else to wear inside the castle?" |