He won't. Meeting Byerly's eyes squarely, Benedict continues: "you know how I know you're full of shit?"
He sets his cup down, sits up to retrieve the cloak again, and turns back to display it to Byerly as he speaks,
"you've noticed that I like gold brocade and that I pair it with blue more than red now, because of Colin's earring. This is exactly the right length to flatter me, and exactly the weight and texture that will give it movement and versatility, and echoes a very specific Minrathousian aesthetic, which means that the person who had it made-- you, unless I'm mistaken-- not only knows and respects the details that would make the recipient-- me-- happy, but chose to utilize them. Very intentionally."
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He sets his cup down, sits up to retrieve the cloak again, and turns back to display it to Byerly as he speaks,
"you've noticed that I like gold brocade and that I pair it with blue more than red now, because of Colin's earring. This is exactly the right length to flatter me, and exactly the weight and texture that will give it movement and versatility, and echoes a very specific Minrathousian aesthetic, which means that the person who had it made-- you, unless I'm mistaken-- not only knows and respects the details that would make the recipient-- me-- happy, but chose to utilize them. Very intentionally."