"What do pants have to do with anything?" Shame asks.

The Calligrapher shakes his head. "I am not certain."

"You can borrow some of mine if you like."

"I'm not sure they count, as they are voluminous enough to seem skirts from a distance."

Shame leans against the door frame, one brow cocked. "Then... what? Would she have you in a Guardian's trousers? So that people can mistake you for someone who knows his way around a weapon?"

"I... am not certain," the Calligrapher says again, ears flicking back. "I think it has something to do with... the perception of masculinity."

They both look my way.

"The aunerai scribe wears pants," Shame observes. "And yet she is a woman."

"Truly the ways of the aunera are inexplicable," the Calligrapher says.


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