[...He doesn't expect that. So, they're both left stunned, he guesses, as his eyes widen and he can't stop himself. It's brief, at least, and then he's reaching to take that bracelet, bringing it close to himself, his fingertips just appreciating the surface of it, first.]
A trade, huh?
[He lets out a short laugh, rolling up his right sleeve just enough and then hooking it on. At least it's for his wrist, that fits fine. He rolls up his other sleeve just to match.]
It doesn't look as good on me. [Jokes will lighten anything]
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A trade, huh?
[He lets out a short laugh, rolling up his right sleeve just enough and then hooking it on. At least it's for his wrist, that fits fine. He rolls up his other sleeve just to match.]
It doesn't look as good on me. [Jokes will lighten anything]