Anyone who anticipated that Benedict would be a big whiny nuisance while trekking overland was... mistaken, actually-- he's not enjoying himself, per se, but he's done this enough times that, at this point, he's just glad to be in the right company for it (and the right clothing). He keeps quiet most of the time, but alert, his gaze wandering the horizon or the trees. When they camp, he's pensive and polite enough, spending a fair amount of time just staring up at the night sky when he isn't helping set things up.
And in the mornings, he takes charge of the coffee-making.
II. Splish Splash
The lengths to which this individual will go to preserve his appearance, given the tools, are truly astounding: the bathhouse doesn't provide absolutely everything he'd need, but Benedict certainly goes about the process of exfoliating, washing, washing again, rinsing, shaving (more than his face), moisturizing, and preening with all the enthusiasm of someone who has not been able to do this properly for a long while and is certain to make it count.
"Don't rush me," he's quick to snip at anyone trying to hurry him along, "and if you really wanted to pull this off, you'd do the same."
III. Boozing and Schmoozing
Regardless of what some might say, Benedict does have quite a lot of natural charisma; it just reserves itself for occasions like these, when he's primped and pressed and has a glass of wine in his hand. Although he can't wear his wardrobe of choice, which would involve the finest silk brocade Minrathous has to offer, he's doing his best with what he has, and has caught the eye of more than one of the younger partygoers.
Whether he's tittering foppishly over some young baron's joke or patiently enduring conversation with a pretty marquesse, it's going to be quite difficult to pull him away.
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Anyone who anticipated that Benedict would be a big whiny nuisance while trekking overland was... mistaken, actually-- he's not enjoying himself, per se, but he's done this enough times that, at this point, he's just glad to be in the right company for it (and the right clothing).
He keeps quiet most of the time, but alert, his gaze wandering the horizon or the trees. When they camp, he's pensive and polite enough, spending a fair amount of time just staring up at the night sky when he isn't helping set things up.
And in the mornings, he takes charge of the coffee-making.
II. Splish Splash
The lengths to which this individual will go to preserve his appearance, given the tools, are truly astounding: the bathhouse doesn't provide absolutely everything he'd need, but Benedict certainly goes about the process of exfoliating, washing, washing again, rinsing, shaving (more than his face), moisturizing, and preening with all the enthusiasm of someone who has not been able to do this properly for a long while and is certain to make it count.
"Don't rush me," he's quick to snip at anyone trying to hurry him along, "and if you really wanted to pull this off, you'd do the same."
III. Boozing and Schmoozing
Regardless of what some might say, Benedict does have quite a lot of natural charisma; it just reserves itself for occasions like these, when he's primped and pressed and has a glass of wine in his hand. Although he can't wear his wardrobe of choice, which would involve the finest silk brocade Minrathous has to offer, he's doing his best with what he has, and has caught the eye of more than one of the younger partygoers.
Whether he's tittering foppishly over some young baron's joke or patiently enduring conversation with a pretty marquesse, it's going to be quite difficult to pull him away.
[I will tag out for fite threads & aftermath :U]