Dante Wed Mar 28, 2012 1:02 pm
For someone who couldn't seem to stand him a moment ago she sure did look happy to know that he would come with her, Raphael noted, but hey, if that's all it took to make her happy then he might as well, right? He was getting something out of it, too, so it wasn't a total waste of his time. "'Tribbiani'?" Raphael looked slightly surprised. "That's Italian, isn't it? My name is Raphael, but my friends call me Raph," though, whether he was saying Bryana was a friend or going to be a friend is anyone's guess. He caught up to her just in time to catch a peak of dusky flesh before the corset was back in place. If she bound her breasts then she wouldn't have to worry about that, but he didn't say anything on the matter. Obviously, she didn't want them bound if she wore clothes like this so she probably wasn't too upset with nipple slips. "So, not to sound like a corny pick up line, but are you from around here? I've lived here my whole life and I don't ever remember seeing you," and believe him, Raphael would remember if he saw someone like Bryana.