He spat out the ale he had been drinking when Natalie asked a question. "Excuse me?!"
Natalie had asked a completely foreign concept. Between what he assumed had to be a strict national Garlean upbringing (that he wouldn't know) and a very conservative Ishgardian upbringing for a someone else, there was no answer to the question.
Natalie must have wanted some fun from this, and he got an idea. Striking a studly pose, "clearly, my people do." That ought to get a decent reaction out of her.
Natalie had asked a completely foreign concept. Between what he assumed had to be a strict national Garlean upbringing (that he wouldn't know) and a very conservative Ishgardian upbringing for a someone else, there was no answer to the question.
Natalie must have wanted some fun from this, and he got an idea. Striking a studly pose, "clearly, my people do." That ought to get a decent reaction out of her.