[It took her a moment, but only a moment, to recognize the man who was holding up a tunic in a truly hideous shade of... was that mauve? The familiar thrill she always felt with him made her suddenly feel lighter which was a blessing. And a curse.
She was pleased to see him here, of course she was, he was always an adventure but she also knew that she would have to be careful about what she told him until she could find out when he was from. She forced a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes and a light tone when she spoke.]
With my complexion? Really sweetie, you have to be careful with shades of pink and ginger hair.
[And whatever color that tunic was, (puce?) was not one that would do her any favors. She took it from him and held it up, turning to catch sight of herself in a convenient mirror.]
River Song - WAGON TRIP/CADENS CITY Option b.
She was pleased to see him here, of course she was, he was always an adventure but she also knew that she would have to be careful about what she told him until she could find out when he was from. She forced a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes and a light tone when she spoke.]
With my complexion? Really sweetie, you have to be careful with shades of pink and ginger hair.
[And whatever color that tunic was, (puce?) was not one that would do her any favors. She took it from him and held it up, turning to catch sight of herself in a convenient mirror.]