( Typically, Integra is the one who is used to being gawked at. Be it her own height, her manner of dress, her titles. And yet, she finds herself captivated by the quite enormous woman before her.
Attempting to keep herself from outright staring, she turns her attention to fulfilling the woman's request, rummaging for her cigar tin through her suit pocket, pulling out the box with a gloved hand. )
Not the festival
Attempting to keep herself from outright staring, she turns her attention to fulfilling the woman's request, rummaging for her cigar tin through her suit pocket, pulling out the box with a gloved hand. )
Would that be all, madam?