[ Jacob had heard about the Inquisitor's band of misfits from Charlie, so he's not entirely surprised to see an elf step forward. His surprise actually comes from the fact that Dorian isn't tagging along.
Just roll with the punches, he tells himself, and offers a small bow in response. The detective is dressed simply. His gun is holstered out of sight beneath a plain, brown leather jacket. On his belt are extra clips of ammo, hidden away in little punches, and there's a knife at his back. One of Charlie's, though it's a larger hunting knife instead of the smaller ones Charlie usually carries. At a glance, he almost blends in. ]
You as well. Charlie told me a bit about you.
[ To Dorian, he says ] Go on and go, since you're half out the door already.
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Just roll with the punches, he tells himself, and offers a small bow in response. The detective is dressed simply. His gun is holstered out of sight beneath a plain, brown leather jacket. On his belt are extra clips of ammo, hidden away in little punches, and there's a knife at his back. One of Charlie's, though it's a larger hunting knife instead of the smaller ones Charlie usually carries. At a glance, he almost blends in. ]
You as well. Charlie told me a bit about you.
[ To Dorian, he says ] Go on and go, since you're half out the door already.