Jun 24
"You're modest," Pliny says. "From what I hear, there's an entire gambling economy that's sprouted up around your relationship." "What" I ask. "Like they're betting on us staying together?" "Oh, that's grand pot to be sure. But it's far more pedantic and absurd than that. Millions ride on whether or not you will wear corresponding outfits."
Exchanges which makes Reaperstang's matching outfits at the Gala in Golden Son 1,000x more fantastic. Next time I reread Golden Son, I won't be able to stop thinking about the fact that there are a not-insignificant number of people in that scene who are internally losing their shit over Darrow and Virignia wearing matching colors.
