As Cyne went to find some clothes, it was hard to miss the way Elara had bent over. Subtle shifts and the way she moved made it seem more than intentional, and more than enjoyable. The primal man inside him smiled, and he wondered if this was going to be something Elara would make common place in this bedroom of hers. When he realized that she had found something and he hadn't moved, he decided to stop gawking and find something himself. The clothes weren't quite what he was used to wearing, but it presented a nice change. A soft pair of loose hose hung from his waists, and a simple gray shirt, with a slightly lighter doublet. It fit rather nicely, to his surprise, and felt less noble and more casual than his average attires.<br/><br/>It was surprising to see Elara in more casual wear as well, especially considering her plans for the day. "It's always interesting to see how your kind differs from mine Elara, for an event like this, I'd imagine a human woman in your position would try the exact opposite of comforting the Council. Instead, I'd image her finding her most expensive dress and jewelry, and throwing her wealth and power at them." He found it humbling for Elara to try an approach of diplomacy instead of forcing her rank over them. "There is a popular saying among the nobles of my father's kingdom, that the metal of coins is stronger than that of swords. It'd hardly be a lie to claim that rank was stronger than reason as well."