[Favrielle's eyes follow his as he looks down at the spot on his shirt. The color looks familiar and she narrows her eyes at it a moment.]
No, of course not.
[But even as she says it, she's stepping forward to get a look at the garment that's stained. Recognition is obvious on her face as she realizes what it might be, and she quickly moves around him to get a look at his sides and back to look for the source...]
action;
No, of course not.
[But even as she says it, she's stepping forward to get a look at the garment that's stained. Recognition is obvious on her face as she realizes what it might be, and she quickly moves around him to get a look at his sides and back to look for the source...]