When Tristran brings his hand up to his face to yawn, he does, in fact, notice these...stars inked over the surface of his hand, as well as the rather...interesting angel. He half-wonders whether these markings are washable, while another half of him wants only to chuckle at the doodles, but...his stomache truly begs for his attention.
He sniffs again, and looks around for something to eat around the general premises, finding nothing suitable after a long sweep of the room.
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Date: 2007-02-05 03:27 am (UTC)He sniffs again, and looks around for something to eat around the general premises, finding nothing suitable after a long sweep of the room.
Oh, dear.